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There's a girl standing on a red mud road |
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looking up at Legel's Hill |
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She has never been much farther than that |
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but she knows someday she will |
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Hillbilly girl -- a big big world |
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She is strumming on a catalog guitar |
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singing songs she's always known |
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She has her father's will and her mother's clear eyes |
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and a wild heart all her own |
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She is wondering where that red road goes |
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as the stars come out above |
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Will she make it to the lights of the city bright |
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Will she find someone to love |
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Now a woman stands on that same old road |
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with her father's hand in her own |
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and though mother is gone still those clear eyes |
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shine bright as they've ever shown |
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Yes the girl is the woman and the woman was the girl |
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Many an old song she still can strum |
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and yes she made it to the lights of the city bright |
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but she never forgot where she's from |
