Текст песни

I did not come this far by luck alone; I found a little strength in every storm.
When my knees got weak and my pockets thin,
I heard a beat and started up again.
Good road behind me, yes, it is; good road behind me,
Strong ground under my feet.
Good road behind me, sing it back,
Every hard mile made this victory sweet.
Good road behind me,
My old Chevrolet still leans to the right,

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