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Ain't No Goin' Back
Hank Devlin
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Sheriff Miller had his books, his fines
Said, "Son, you're crossin' all the damn lines"
Said, "Clean up your act, get a steady job"
But the highway's callin', not this town's slow death
They lock me up for a Friday night fight
But I'd do it again for that blood rush high
They want me quiet, wanna clip my wings
But this wild heart won't be buried deep
They preach their order, their quiet ways
But my blood runs hot through these wild days
Got my own compass, my own damn map
Ain't no turnin' back, ain't no goin' back
They lock me up for a Friday night fight
But I'd do it again for that blood rush high
They want me quiet, wanna clip my wings
But this wild heart won't be buried deep