| Deep down south in the thick boondocks
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| There lived this boy named Nick Bob Cox
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| Today was daddy’s special day for him
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| He brought home son his first violin
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| Now poppy said, «Young boy make me proud
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| You learn a song and you play it loud
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| This country music should come deep within
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| So sit down boy and let’s begin,»
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| «Now here’s the fiddle and here’s the bow,»
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| Son shook his head and said, «Poppy no!»
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| «What is it boy? |
| Are you feeling sick?»
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| Nick Bob said, with all respect
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| «I need more soul with my music
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| I got to have to have reggae reggae music
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| I don’t need no countryman fiddle
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| I need a real cool sound»
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| Now poppy got mad but he did not shout
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| He said, «Now what’s this sound your speaking 'bout?»
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| Nick Bob left, came back with a radio
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| And said, «Now here’s something poppy you gotta know:
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| Some heavy drums and some heavy bass
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| And that social message that could set that face»
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| And then poppy got up, he began to move
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| He said, «I feel it son I, feel the groove»
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| So they say
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| «We need more soul with our music
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| We got to have to have reggae reggae music
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| We don’t need no countryman fiddle
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| We need a real cool sound»
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| Now Poppy liked what sound filled the room
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| But it’d be better if the bass would boom
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| So go out to the shed, get the hammer, nails, and wood
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| Cause we’re gonna make this reggae sound as it should
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| One week went by as they worked nonstop
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| Two masterminds in the game wood shop
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| The sound system they built, it played no joke
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| So they brought it out to show all the country folks |