| When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town
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| Down around San Antone
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| And the folks are risin' for another day
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| Roundabout their homes
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| The people of the town are strange
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| And they’re proud of where they came
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| Well, you’re talkin bout China Grove (China)
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| Oh-oh-oh, China Grove, oh-oh-oh
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| Well, the preacher and the teacher
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| Lord, they’re a caution
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| They are the talk of the town
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| When the gossip gets to flyin'
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| And they ain’t lyin'
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| When the sun goes fallin' down
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| They say that the father’s insane
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| And dear Mrs. Perkins a game
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| Were talkin' 'bout the China Grove (China)
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| Oh-oh-oh, China Grove, oh-oh-oh
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| But every day there’s a new thing comin'
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| The ways of an Oriental view
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| The sheriff and his buddies
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| With their samurai swords
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| You can even hear the music at night
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| And though it’s a part of the Lone Star State
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| People don’t seem to care
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| They just keep on lookin to the East
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| Talkin bout the China Grove (China)
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| Oh-oh-oh, China Grove, oh-oh-oh |