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I've travelled all over by the back roads and found a few songs here and there along the way. I've been working on them for a long time, and they mean a lot to me. You travel around long enough and you can find yourself back home where the water tastes good and the air smells like it's supposed to. There's a couple of red tails circling overhead and an old dog sleeping under the porch. Get yourself a beer while I tune up my guitar...