Take A Look Around Acordes

	   
 
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Fire me up a cigarette, turn that radio down 
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I feel a song coming on, it?s got a Texas kind of sound 
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There?s a black top underneath my wheels, cutting a path through these Texas hills 
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Just take a look around 
 
 
The heat is rising off the black top, ain?t seen a car in miles 
Each new bend is like a long-lost friend, makes me want to search a while 
And words can?t describe the way I feel when I get lost in these Texas hills 
Just take a look around 
 
Fiddle solo 
 
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And last night in my dreams God spoke to me out loud 
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I asked him what heaven?s really like he said, ?Son, just take a look around.? 
 
  
So fire me up a cigarette, turn that radio down 
I feel a song coming on, it?s got a Texas kind of sound 
And words can?t describe the way I feel when I get lost in these Texas hills 
Just take a look around