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Sep 2013
One the bus, that's where I'm going to be
Leaving behind the trouble that this world has made for me
Finding friends or did they find me?
Traveling along this world that's going to set me free,
you can join if you wanna come
On the bus
On the bus
That's where I'll be

On the bus, That's where I'm going to be,
making friends in life journey is the place for me,
come along if you wanna ride, or we can just sit around and smoke some **** (YIPPIEE)
Taking so tokes then I'll have to go (to my next home)
to find that freedom that's calling me
On the bus
On the bus
is where I'll be

On the bus, Till I find my home
riding the wind to where ever it may blow
finding things, in life that I have never known,
then it dawns on me that this is home
finding friends in my traveling home
On the bus
On the bus
I made it home
ZigZag
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ZigZag  Woodstock Nation
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