| I was born in the South
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| Given to a town raised on hand to mouth
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| Born on the same day as the sun
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| Holding in the Earth’s seed one by one
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| I died in the cold, waiting to rot
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| Frozen like stone, all is for naught
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| All that I am is churning inside
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| All that I am is screaming…
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| Go and get my bones
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| Bring 'em to the deep South
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| Yeah somewhere they can thaw out
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| Here in the deep South
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| Go and get my bones
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| Bring 'em to the deep South
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| Oh yeah somewhere they can thaw out
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| Here in the deep South
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| I feel it in my skin
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| Coming undone again and again
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| Torn at the seam my heart had sewn
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| Holding back the tears shed on my own
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| If dying is bold, that courage I’ve got
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| I could grow old, but I forgot
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| All that I am is churning inside
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| The voice in my head is screaming…
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| Go and get my bones
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| Bring 'em to the deep South
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| Yeah somewhere they can thaw out
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| Here in the deep South
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| Go and get my bones
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| Bring 'em to the deep South
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| Oh yeah somewhere they can thaw out
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| Here in the deep South
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| I was born in the South
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| Given to a town raised on hand to mouth
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| Born on the same day as the sun
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| Counting every heart beat one by one
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| Go and get my bones
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| Bring 'em to the deep South
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| Yeah somewhere they can thaw out
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| Here in the deep South
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| Go and get my bones
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| Bring 'em to the deep South
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| Oh yeah somewhere they can thaw out
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| Here in the deep South |