| I used to love this town,
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| and this neighborhood,
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| the streets were safe,
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| the schools were good,
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| the mill was humming 24/7,
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| I was foreman on the line 3 to 11
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| but 18 months and 2 days ago
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| the mill closed down
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| and moved to Mexico
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| Chorus
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| I paid my bills, I paid my dues
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| and I paid my share of taxes too
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| now I can’t buy my baby shoes
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| I got these red, white, & pink slip blues
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| Verse 2
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| I hide the pickup truck in Ricky Brown’s garage
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| (over on the next block)
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| cause there’s a repo man to dodge
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| I slip out the back door
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| Lord I never thought I’d live to see this day
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| we’re gonna need that truck
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| when they come to take the house away
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| Chorus
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| I paid my bills, I paid my dues
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| I paid my share of taxes too
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| now I can’t even buy my little baby shoes
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| I got these red, white, & damn pink slip blues
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| Bridge
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| You know I love my country
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| and I’m not wandering away
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| but there’s a lot of us
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| that feel like we’ve been stranded here out in the rain
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| Chorus
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| I paid my bills, I paid my dues
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| I paid my share of taxes too
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| now I can’t buy my kids no shoes
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| I got these red, white, pink slip blues
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| Is anybody listening
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| Hey politicians we’re talking to you
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| (Is anybody listening)
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| Are you gonna help us pull on through |