[00:00.00] 作曲 : Brett Beavers/Steve Bogard/Dierks Bentley
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[00:21.40]Country Roads, old theatre marquee signs;
[00:32.30]Parkin' lots, and billboards flyin' by.
[00:43.17]Spanish moss, little hick town squares;
[00:48.48]Wild roses on a river bank: girl its almost like you're there
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[00:54.13]Oh, every mile, a memory; every song, another scene,
[00:59.92]From some old movie going back in time you and me.
[01:05.10]Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound,
[01:10.73]Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams:
[01:14.75]Every mile, a memory.
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[01:25.80]Red sun down, out across the western sky,
[01:36.76]Takes me back to the fire in your eyes.
[01:47.14]Texas stars in a purple night.
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[01:59.83]Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene,
[02:05.24]From some old movie going back in time you and me.
[02:10.56]Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound,
[02:15.98]Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams:
[02:20.02]Every mile, a memory.
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[02:27.22]Funny how no matter where I run,
[02:37.54]Round every bend I only see,
[02:42.28]Just how far I haven't come.
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[02:51.16]Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene,
[02:56.37]From some old movie going back in time you and me.
[03:02.35]Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound,
[03:07.25]Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams:
[03:11.36]Every mile, a memory;
[03:16.70]Every mile, a memory;
[03:22.15]Every mile, a memory.
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作曲 : Brett Beavers/Steve Bogard/Dierks Bentley
Country Roads, old theatre marquee signs;
Parkin' lots, and billboards flyin' by.
Spanish moss, little hick town squares;
Wild roses on a river bank: girl its almost like you're there
Oh, every mile, a memory; every song, another scene,
From some old movie going back in time you and me.
Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound,
Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams:
Every mile, a memory.
Red sun down, out across the western sky,
Takes me back to the fire in your eyes.
Texas stars in a purple night.

Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene,
From some old movie going back in time you and me.
Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound,
Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams:
Every mile, a memory.
Funny how no matter where I run,
Round every bend I only see,
Just how far I haven't come.
Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene,
From some old movie going back in time you and me.
Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound,
Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams:
Every mile, a memory;
Every mile, a memory;
Every mile, a memory.