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I don't remember why I wrote this song. More nonsense.
lyrics
Ain't nothing like the wind in your hair
Free to roam the earth without a care
There ain't nothing better
Than doing what you were born to do
Without a boss telling you
You've got to do it better.
Though business is my trade,
I ain't going to be a slave
To the man or anyone else
And if you want me to shave
Then go ahead, be my guest
Otherwise, get out of my face
I want meaning in my life
But without sacrificing
Experiencing something better
Paper pushing ain't for me
And one day I know you'll see
That there's so much here that's better.
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from
37 TRACK CD-R,
released February 20, 1987
Written & performed by Keith Haynes.
Recorded by Josh Gannet at Estate Sound.
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