| I grew up in South Carolina
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| Singing all them bluegrass and country songs
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| I’d sing from Hannah down to Charlestowne
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| Getting all the people to sing along to what I call
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| South Carolina low country
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| Southern words with an old Sandlapper tune
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| Palmetto trees swaying in that Atlantic breeze
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| Reaching up to touch the crescent moon
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| South Carolina low country
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| Is the music that comes outta me I remember standing in the warm sunshine
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| Working my fingers to the bone
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| Singing as I suckered down that ole drag row
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| I came up with a music all my own it;s what I call
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| South Carolina low country
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| Southern words with an old Sandlapper tune
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| Palmetto trees swaying in that Atlantic breeze
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| Reaching up to touch the crescent moon
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| South Carolina low country
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| Is the music that comes outta me God bless Wade Hampton and The Swamp Fox
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| Their strength will stand the test of time
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| They fought for a flag, a state, and a way of life
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| because of that you will always find me singing my South Carolina low country
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| Oh, the sound in my heart will always be South Carolina low country
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| That’s the music that comes outta me It’s the music coming outta me |