| I was in Fernandina
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| When a lady caught my eye
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| She was perfect standing all alone
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| In the early evening light
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| All eyes were upon her as she moved across the floor
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| Had to do my best 'cause everyone had failed before
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| Got that American Pride
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| With that Southern Style
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| Born and bred something deep inside
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| Got that American Pride
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| With that Southern Style
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| Hatchet born and bred baby deep inside
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| Knew she had the power
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| The power to stop my heart
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| Or call the Heads of State to start the third world war
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| I asked would you like to have a drink
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| She licked her lips and smiled and winked
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| So I rolled the dice and I bellied up to the bar
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| Lookin' fine as you can be delighted with your company
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| Got that American Pride
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| With that Southern Style
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| Born and bred something deep inside
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| Got that American Pride
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| With that Southern Style
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| Hatchet born and bred baby deep inside
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| Lord have mercy
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| We were drinking and a dancing baby all night long (uh huh)
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| When they finally had to close the place down (ya'II have fun)
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| Then she looked at me and said
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| I just wanna go home (did ya get any)
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| But I don’t want to go there alone… HELL YEAH!!!
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| Got that American Pride
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| With that Southern Style
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| Born and bred something deep inside
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| Got that American Pride
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| With that Southern Style
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| Hatchet born and bred baby deep inside |