God's Country

State trooper thinks I drive too fast
 Pulled me over to tell me so
 I say out here on the prarie
 Any speed is too slow
 I miss Brooklyn, I miss my crew
 Let's start over
 I missed my cue
 Guess I forgot
 Who I was talking to
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 I should have recognized
 That fierce look in his eyes
 I've seen it in the mirror
 So many times
 He's going to put his two cents in
 'cause he's got a gun
 But I'm gonna put in three
 'cause history owes me one
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 Guess I came out here to see some
 Stuff for myself
 I mean, why leave the telling
 Up to everybody else?
 This may be God's country
 But this is my country too
 Yeah move over Mr. Holiness
 And let the little people through
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 Thank you for serving and protecting
 The likes of me
 Thank you for the ticket
 Now can I leave?
 You know I have left everywhere
 That I have ever been
 I don't really recommend it though
 Not like anyone asked me
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 Maybe you and I
 Will meet again someday
 Yeah I've been known to come down this road
 Maybe it is destiny
 Then again, maybe not
 I don't know