| It’s where I was born, where I was raised
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| It’s where I spent my yesterdays
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| Cotton rows, tobacco fields
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| That’s where I felt how good country feels
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| My grandaddy gave me my first job
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| Sweatin' in that July hot
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| He said, «If you follow through,
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| You’re tried a true,
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| You’ll learn a thing or two,
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| 'Bout the people round here»
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| This ain’t no going down town
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| When trouble comes around town
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| It’s a proud of where you came from town
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| The kind of place where people stand their ground
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| No, this ain’t no going down town
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| We’ve all weathered our fair share of storms
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| Ain’t nothing we ain’t seen before
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| We get hit, get knocked down
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| Get back up for another round
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| Round here, round here
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| This ain’t no going down town
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| When trouble comes around town
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| It’s a proud of where you came from town
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| The kind of place where people stand their ground
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| No, this ain’t no going down town
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| 5AM, get on up
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| Put a little gas in that coffee cup
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| Get your boots on, hop in the truck
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| 'Cause what don’t kill you gonna make you tough
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| Makin' end’s meet anyway you can
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| Come sunday morning you thank the Man
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| For all the love, for all your friends
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| And that’s why, man…
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| This ain’t no going down town
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| When trouble comes around town
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| It’s a proud of where you came from town
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| The kind of place where people stand their ground
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| No, this ain’t no going down town
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| When trouble comes around town
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| It’s a proud of where you came from town
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| The kind of place where people stand their ground
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| No, this ain’t no going down town
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| No, this ain’t no going down town |