| Lorene, why don’t you chase your dream?
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| Yeah, wipe the sleep right out of your eyes
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| That full moon is bound to show up soon
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| Don’t let the moon be the ruin of your mind
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| Cotton in the field, it ain’t goin' nowhere
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| That property line is stubborn as your name
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| Corn in the kettle, it will always be there
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| And you know old town square has always looked the same
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| Lorene, why don’t you leave tonight?
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| It’ll be alright, I’m sure we’ll meet again
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| When that rainbow leads to a pot of gold, give it all your soul
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| Now you gotta go my friend
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| Cotton in the field, it ain’t goin' nowhere
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| That property line is stubborn as your name
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| Corn in the kettle, it will always be there
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| You know old town square has always looked the same
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| Looked the same
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| Lorene, your time time has been well spent
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| If all else fails, your memory’s enough
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| And I won’t lie: goodbye is bittersweet
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| But it means you and me got to love |