| First tried whiskey and weed down there at uncle Bob’s old hay barn
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| Just south of the river (River)
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| But now it feel deep
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| Still lived a white house (White house)
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| In the middle of an old hay field
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| Down there in my hometown (Hometown)
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| Down there in my hometown (Hometown)
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| Down there in my hometown (Hometown)
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| Ain’t much else to do 'round here
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| Maybe ride around town and drink a couple beers
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| Cheer for the Devil’s on a Friday night
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| Sing a couple songs in the pale moonlight
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| Got a sweet little lady that rides in the middle
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| You give a little gas and you get a little giggle
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| Let the windows down, you can feel a little breeze
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| Yeah, damn it feels good to be wild and free
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| Outta everywhere I roamed still no place like home
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| Lord knows I missed them gravel roads when I was gone
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| But I always hold onto the lessons I learned
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| Reputations gotta be made and respect must be earned
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| And you might get burned so don’t play with the fire
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| And you’ll find out who your friends are when it’s down to the wire
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| Oh Lordy how I loved to hear them church bell sounds
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| With Chuk we’ll always be around
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| Down there in my hometown (Hometown)
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| Down there in my hometown (Hometown)
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| Down there in my hometown (Hometown) |