| Down here where the cattails grow, down here where the kudzu grows.
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| The shrimp goin' in the low country boil, radio playing Haggard & Jones,
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| on a Saturday night, we’re doin' alright, fire up the Coleman ice down the
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| long necks it’s goin' down out on the back deck, everything’s fine, in the
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| southern moonlight.
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| It feels so good with that cool breeze blowin' around,
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| there ain’t nothing wrong with what’s goin' on right now,
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| we got family, we got friends, we got ice cold beer,
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| I’m sure heavens nice, but tonight it ain’t too bad down here.
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| Starlight eyes sitting at the table, white cotton dress wrapped around an
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| angel look at that smile, so beautiful without having to try, she gives a
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| little wink starts walking over, hand on my hip, head on my shoulder,
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| ain’t nothing like, her by my side.
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| It feels so good with that cool breeze blowin' around,
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| there ain’t nothing wrong, with what’s goin' on right now,
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| we got family, we got friends, we got ice cold beer,
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| yeah I’m sure heavens nice, but tonight it ain’t too bad down here.
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| Down here where the cattails grow and kudzu rows, and moonshines clear,
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| my not be the streets of gold but it ain’t too bad no, Down here where the
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| cattails grow and kudzu rows, and the moonshines clear, might not be the
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| streets of gold but it ain’t too bad down here.
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| Yeah it feels so good with that cool breeze blowin' around,
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| there ain’t nothing wrong, nothing wrong, with what’s goin' on right now,
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| we got family, we got friends, we got ice cold, beer,
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| Yeah, I’m sure heavens nice, but tonight it ain’t too bad, down here,
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| ain’t too bad down here no, cause we got family, we got friends,
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| we got ice cold beer yeah my heart I know heavens nice,
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| but it ain’t too bad down here… |