| Don’t it make you want to go home now
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| Don’t it make you want to go home
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| All God’s children get weary when they roam
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| Don’t it make you want to go home
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| Don’t it make you want to go home
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| Oh the whipporwill roosts on the telephone pole
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| when the Georgia sun goes down
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| Well it’s been a long time but I’m glad to say that I’m
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| goin' back down to my home town
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| Goin' down to the Greyhound station
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| Gonna buy me a one way fare
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| Good lord willin' and the creeks don’t rise
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| By tomorrow I’ll be right there
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| But there’s a six-lane highway down by the creek
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| Where I went skinny dippin' as a child
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| And a drive-in show where the meadow used to grow
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| And the strawberries used to grow wild
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| There’s a drag strip down by the riverside
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| Where my grandma’s cow used to graze
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| Now the grass don’t grow and the river don’t flow
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| Like it did in my childhood days |