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Gettin’ Lost

Well you told me to ask those old Texans
For a better set of directions
And if I did we'd be in Oklahoma today
But we woulda missed out on the best ribs
And that bluegrass band playin Zeppelin
Makes me wonder what else we've missed along the way

Chorus
So let’s throw away the old maps,
Wander off the old paths,
And if we’ve been here before let’s turn around.
There's no wrong direction,
The right road's the next one,
Every border's waiting to be crossed,
Look at all we've found gettin' lost.

I didn't know you knew all seven
Verses to stairway to heaven
Or about your weakness for deep-fried oreos.
And I told you about all those road trips,
When I followed the Dead back in college,
We’ve got a million miles of memories left to go.

Repeat Chorus

Now we pulled into this roadside room,
But the explorin’ don’t have to end.
I want to run my hands down your unmarked roads I ain’t been down yet.

Repeat Chorus