| Don’t like living in a dirty town
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| Cause a dirty town gets me down
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| I saved up and I bought some land
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| Cause I can’t stand living in a dirty town
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| Yeah I pinched my pennies and I put em down
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| And I washed my hands of a dirty town
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| Plant my seeds in the ground
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| Yeah I put em down in my new found land
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| Cause you can’t plant seeds in a dirty town
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| No you can’t plant seeds in a dirty town
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| I choppin' firewood choppin' firewood
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| Chop chop chop
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| Just like a country boy should be chopping wood
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| I country
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| My kindling sticks are the perfect little width
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| Kindling sticks
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| Get gone from a dirty town
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| Everybody now
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| Get gone from a dirty town
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| Ah-ah-ah-all I need is a chicken wire
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| and a chicken feed
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| And a ah-ah-ah-all I see is a new found land fertility, yeah!
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| My lady friend oh she don’t need to pretend
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| She country
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| She cracks the crack on dawn with her crackin' whip
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| Crackity
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| We having fun just makin' little chillun
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| Cha chillun
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| Get gone from a dirty town…
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| My government no he ain’t made of cement
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| He country
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| We get along singing good ol' country songs
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| Ol' guthrie
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| My bank account is a shoebox in the ground
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| And empty
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| Get gone from a dirty town… |