| On a rainy Wednesday morning that’s the way that I was born in That old sharecropper’s one room country shack
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| They said my mommie left me the day before she had me Said she hit the road and never once looked back
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| And I just like to mention my grandma’s old age pension
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| Is the reason why I’m standing here today
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| I got all my country learning a milking and a churning
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| Picking cotton raisin' hell and baling hay
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| I been to Georgia on a fast train honey I wouldn’t born no yesterday
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| I got a good Christian raisin' and an eight grade education
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| Ain’t no need in y’all a treatin' me this way
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| Now sweet Carolina I don’t think I’ll ever find
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| Another woman put together like you are
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| I like your wiggle in your walking and your big city talking
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| And your brand new shiny Plymouth ragtop car
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| Well it’s hurry up and wait in this land of give and take
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| It seems like haste it makes for waste everytime
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| I declare to my soul when you hear those ages roll
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| You better know I’m gonna get my share of mine
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| I been to Georgia on a fast train…
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| I been to Georgia on a fast train… |