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People say this town's got a one note melody |
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Even so I'm still gonna sing her song |
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Driving through you might not think |
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There's much to see |
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Visitors they never stay too long |
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Born and raised on gravel roads |
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I wasHitchhiking to get around |
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Always got where |
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I wanted to be |
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And this place'll be my home until |
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I dieAnd I ain't dead yet |
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You're making it okay |
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But you're a long way from home |
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So you still remember where you came from |
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Chasing rabbits |
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Huntin' them girls in our highschool |
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Now you hardly ever get the time to phone |
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Know the line where they say home is where you make it |
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That's someting |
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I can't believe |
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I can't understand how it could ever be better than here |
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And this place'll be my home until |
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I dieAnd I ain't dead yet |
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And I ain't dead yet |
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And I ain't dead yet |
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People say this town's got a one note melody |
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As you can see |
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I'm still here singing her song |
