| Grand daddy used to take me
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| Down town to the kinneys
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| That’s where all the old men go to reminisce
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| Ramble on about history dust off some old stories
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| Look back at the life they’ve come to miss
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| I swear sometimes I can almost see
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| A picture of this small town back in 1943
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| Everything’s black and white
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| And there’s dirt on the street
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| It don’t look at all what I’m seein' today
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| Riding around
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| What’s left of a small town
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| Makin' my rounds
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| Waving «hi"to everyone around
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| It’s in my blood it’s where I settle down
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| Lay me in the ground under what’s left of a small town
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| You can still get a hair cut for less than ten bucks
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| If you go down to buds right off the square
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| It’s been almost 10 years since they closed down that old mill
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| That’s what this whole town was built around
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| There’s a couple old dirt roads
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| Left down by old potts' farm
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| We used to throw down hard out there man we never did no harm
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| Well the counties offered thousands, man that old Potts won’t give in
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| There development stops right at that barbed wire fence
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| Riding around
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| What’s left of a small town
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| Makin' my rounds
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| Waving «hi"to everyone around
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| It’s in my blood it’s where I settle down
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| Lay me in the ground under what’s left of a small town
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| Riding around
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| What’s left of a small town
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| Makin' my rounds
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| Waving «hi"to everyone around
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| It’s in my blood it’s where I settle down
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| Lay me in the ground under what’s left of a small town |