| Daddy sits on the front porch swingin'
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| Look in' out on a bacon field
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| Used to be filled with burning tobacco
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| Now he knows it never will
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| My brother found work in Indiana
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| Sisters a nurse at the old folks home
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| Momma still cooking too much for supper
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| And me I’ve been a long time gone
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| Baby long time gone
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| No I aint hoed a row since I don’t know when
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| Long time gone
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| And I aint comin' back again
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| Amilia plays that old church piano
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| Sittin' out on her daddy’s farm
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| She always thought that we’d be together
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| Lord I never meant to do her harm
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| Said she could her me singin in the choir
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| Me I heard another song
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| I caught wind and hit the road runnin'
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| And lord i’ve been long time gone
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| Baby long time gone
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| Lord i aint had a purse since I don’t know when
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| Long time gone
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| And it aint commin' back again
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| Now me I went to Nashville
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| Trying to beat the big deal
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| Playing down to Broadway
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| Getin' in the ahrd way
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| Livin' from a tip jar
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| Sleepin' in mah car
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| Huggin' my guitar ya im gonna be a staaaar
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| Now me until your singin' every sunday
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| Watchin' the children in the garden grove
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| Listen to the radio to hear what’s cookin'
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| But the music aint got… NO SOUL!
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| Now they sound tired but they don’t sound haggard
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| They got money but they don;t got cash
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| They got Junior but they don;t got Hank
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| I thank
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| I thank
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| I thank the rest is…
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| Long time gone
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| No I aint hit the roof since i don’t know when
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| Long time gone
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| And it aint commin' back
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| I said Long time gone
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| No I aint parked a Ford since I don’t know when
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| Long time gone
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| And it aint commin' back agaiiiin
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| I said a long time, long time, long time gone
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| Oh it’s been a long time
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| Long time, long time, long time gooooone
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| Oh it’s been a long
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| Tiiiiime
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| Gooooone
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| Long time, long time, long time gone… yea yea! |