| The rumor started spreadin' as we were draggin' main
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| Party out on Miller’s farm, come and raise some cain
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| The convoy started forming down at the Frosty Freeze
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| By sundown we were rollin' down Highway 23
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| Pick-up trucks and trailers and cars of every kind
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| With the Bailey Brother’s John Deere draggin up behind
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| Roll on down Poor Valley turn right at Fisher’s Creek
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| There’s a bon fire on Newman’s Ridge, soon we’re gonna be Dacin' in God’s country, thirty miles from town
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| Summer stars up in the sky, bare feet on the ground
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| Dancin’in God’s country young and wild and free
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| Freddy brought his fiddle, Brenda brought her bow
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| Man they’ve got’em rosined up we’re gonna do si do
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| Billy’s on the banjo Sammy’s slappin' spoons
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| Jimmy plays a Martin and he’s singing fool
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| Dacin' in God’s country, thirty miles from town
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| Summer stars up in the sky, bare feet on the ground
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| Dancin’in God’s country young and wild and free
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| As close to heaven here on earth as I will ever be Dacin' in God’s country, thirty miles from town
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| Summer stars up in the sky, bare feet on the ground
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| Dancin’in God’s country young and wild and free
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| As close to heaven here on earth as I will ever be |