| I feel no shame
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| I’m proud of where I came from
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| I was born and raised in the boondocks
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| One thing I know
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| No matter where I go
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| I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
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| And I can feel
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| That muddy water running through my veins
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| And I can hear that lullaby of a midnight train
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| It sings to me and it sounds familiar
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| (Chorus)
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| And I can taste
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| That honeysuckle and it’s still so sweet
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| When it grows wild
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| On the banks down at old camp creek
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| Yeah, and it calls to me like a warm wind blowing
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| (Chorus)
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| It’s where I learned about living
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| It’s where I learned about love
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| It’s where I learned about working hard
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| And having a little was just enough
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| It’s where I learned about Jesus
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| And knowing where I stand
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| You can take it or leave it, this is me This is who I am Give me a tin roof
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| A front porch and a gravel road
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| And that’s home to me It feels like home to me
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| (Chorus)
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| I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
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| You get a line, I’ll get a pole
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| We’ll go fishing in the crawfish hole
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| Five-card poker on a Saturday night
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| Church on Sunday morning
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| You get a line, I’ll get a pole
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| We’ll go fishing in the crawfish hole
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| (Down in the boondocks)
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| Five-card poker on a Saturday night
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| Church on Sunday morning
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| Say a little prayer for me |