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S1:
The way I talk, I guess I got it from my pops Product of some kneelin' down in a town where the doors don't lock And there's a million other people like me From a scene a little more podunk than pop I didn't choose being born in the sticks And I'll be damned if I sound like something I ain't For some folks a back road gets old But for me, it just can't
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R1:
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl got on her cut offs Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar Still circle up big trucks around a fire Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me It's still goin' down out in the country
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S2:
Somewhere now, someone's out there Sippin' on some hundred proof Every day, a baby's born with some baby blues A good ol' boy's got on his faded boots workin' a nine to five I'm just another southern hell raiser Ain't breakin' ground, makin' sound for them drop-it-down tailgaters But y'all, that's all I know to say So if you think I'm full of it, ain't done it, check the resume
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R1:
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl got on her cut offs Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar Still circle up big trucks around a fire Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me It's still goin' down out in the country
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R1:
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night Every country girl got on her cut offs Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar Still circle up big trucks around a fire Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me It's still goin' down out in the country
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