| Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around
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| Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around
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| And the dust blow up 'til the cool rain tumble down
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| I’m a redwing blackbird sit singin' on the fence
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| I’m a redwing blackbird sing sittin' on the fence
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| Say it’s OK all day, but nobody seems convinced
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| I’m a little old pasture creek; |
| they got no name for me
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| I’m a little pasture creek, got no name for me
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| When I grow up, I’m gonna be the Mississippi
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| I’m a farmer’s long shiny car runnin' out of gas
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| I’m a farmer’s long shiny car runnin' out of gas
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| And the bikes and the tracks and the mopeds whizzin' past
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| I’m a chick-chickie-chicken peckin' in the corn
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| I’m a chickie-chickie-chicken peckin' in the corn
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| My mama says I was round when I was born
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| (But I don’t believe that.)
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| I’m a little old raccoon; |
| I got candles in my eyes
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| I’m a little raccoon, I got candles in my eyes
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| Stay away from the road or else I might draw flies
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| (Just lyin' there.)
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| Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around
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| Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around
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| And the farm get bigger and the old home place fall down
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| I’m a grain elevator white as a china dish
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| I’m a grain elevator white as a china dish
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| Tall as a satellite, fat as an old catfish
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| I’m a July cornfield far as you can see
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| I’m a July cornfield far as you can see
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| And if you real careful, you can walk on top of me
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| (Ah, you got to believe though. Now first you get your one foot up there
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| And then you gotta get your other foot up there. |
| Easy now… oops, you
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| Didn’t believe.)
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| I’m a cool farm pond on a day about a hundred and ten
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| I’m a cool farm pond on a day about a hundred and ten
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| I’m cool, I’m round, I’m ready, so come on in
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| I’m a river valley; |
| I used to be a mountain top
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| I’m a river valley, I used to be a mountain top
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| Once you go down, brother, it’s hard to stop
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| Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around
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| Out in the country, gravel road a-ramble all around
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| And the dust blow up 'til the cool rain tumble down
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| Cool rain tumblin', cool rain tumblin', cool rain tumblin'…
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| And a cool rain, and a cool rain, tumblin'… |