| Well I come from a little bitty, homegrown small town,
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| Smoky Mountains, nice place to hang around.
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| Moonshine, that’s where they make it,
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| Put it in a jug, make you wanna get naked.
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| But I jumped on a greyhound bus one night
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| And took it all the way to the end of the line.
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| Stepped down in the sun, with my beer (?) hit the sand
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| What a long strange trip
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| I spent my whole life running around
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| Still let the wind kinda blow me around
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| Well I dropped a note in a bottle
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| To a long-legged model
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| And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
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| A pirate flag and an island girl
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| Well my friends back home think I’ve gone and lost my mind
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| Take a sip of rum and you really would know why
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| Jolly Roger flying on the picnic table
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| Blender in the kitchen, willin’and able
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| Don’t know what makes you say «What the hell»
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| But when the salt air catches a hold of that sail
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| Something 'bout her makes you just wanna dance
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| And she loves to dance
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| I spent my whole life running around
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| Still let the wind kinda blow me around
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| Well I dropped a note in a bottle
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| To a long-legged model
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| And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
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| A pirate flag and an island girl
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| Pirate flag and an island girl
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| I remember back home 'neath the big ol’moon
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| Talking 'bout the new world, (?) life was good
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| But here we are in a lofty barn drinkin’shootin’stars
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| I might spend my whole life running around
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| Still let the wind kinda blow me around
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| Well I dropped a note in a bottle
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| To a long-legged model
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| And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
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| A pirate flag and an island girl
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| A pirate flag and an island girl
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| A pirate flag and an island girl
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| A pirate flag and an island girl
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| A pirate flag and an island girl |