| Oh oooo oh
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| It aint rained in a month
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| Mama done took a job part time at the five and dime
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| Lord, times is hard, Daddy’s pride is really hurtin', feelin' less than a man.
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| Workin dark to dark, how much more can he stand?
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| I aint never seen him cry now I’m 17
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| Quarterback, first train, gave my high school ring
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| to the prettiest little girl, green eyes and red hair.
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| I think I might ask her to marry me tonight at the fair.
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| I aint never been so torn, should I stay or leave?
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| Get out of this small town, am I lettin' 'em down?
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| I could even play ball somewhere in the fall.
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| Live the big city life, I guess I could have it all.
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| Lord, I’m twisted, I feel the stress that’s hangin on me,
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| And all this pain in my family — they all depend on me.
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| Lord, I’m twisted, I feel the stress that’s hangin on me,
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| And all the pain in my family — they all depend on me.
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| Lord, I’m twisted.
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| Man, how do you decide between real life and a dream?
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| Lovin' ya Ma and Pa, ya girl, and ya team
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| Trying to figure out the next move to make,
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| trying to figure out the right road to take.
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| Dying to get out, but still afraid to roam.
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| Is it wrong to wanna leave the only place I’ve known?
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| Life as I know it is just simple and plain:
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| Chores, school, and practice, everyday is the same.
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| I’m tired of the routine and everyone knowing me.
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| I’m dreaming of everything the t.v. |
| is showing me.
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| They promised me a full ride to UCLA,
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| but that’s a whole 'nother world for small town G.A.
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| Lord, I’m askin', I hope you hear my prayer
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| cuz I’m torn between here and what I see over there.
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| I pray someway that you could give me a sign.
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| Tell me which way to go cuz I sure don’t know.
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| I dont know
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| Lord, I’m twisted, I feel the stress that’s hangin on me,
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| And all this pain in my family — they all depend on me.
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| Lord, I’m twisted, I feel the stress that’s hangin on me,
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| And all the pain in my family — they all depend on me.
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| Lord, I’m twisted.
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| Lord, we’re one win away from winning it all,
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| and I’m a plan flight away from seeing my first ball.
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| I can finally see the ocean and stars of Hollywood.
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| Say bye to this damn farm, get a tattoo on my arm.
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| Forget these dirt roads and the way I was raised.
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| Chase the bright lights of the California nights.
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| Sports cars and sushi is all I see.
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| When I order some sweet tea they start laughin' at me
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| Boy, this new life aint what I thought it would be.
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| Maybe the city life aint made for me.
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| Now I’m wishing I was fishin' on the lake with Dad,
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| and starting to realize being country aint bad.
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| I miss that ol' farm and that red headed girl
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| and waking up before the sun to help Daddy get it done.
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| I’m packed and headed back to the place I was born.
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| Proud to be country and no longer torn
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| Lord, I’m twisted, I feel the stress that’s hangin on me,
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| And all this pain in my family — they all depend on me.
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| Lord, I’m twisted, I feel the stress that’s hangin on me,
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| And all the pain in my family — they all depend on me.
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| Lord, I’m twisted. |
| yeah. |
| Lord, I’m twisted. |
| oh yeah
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| I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
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| If I should wait or should I go, I just dont know
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| This song is for everybody, no matter whether you’re from a small town,
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| the hood, the big city, it dont matter — Everybodys got their dreams they wanna
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| follow.
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| Some people are ashamed of where they’re from, they dont know where they’re
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| supposed to be. |
| Everybody find your place in life, be proud of who you are.
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| Dont let nothing hold you back.
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| Just take me home. |
| oh take me home. |