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We don't the bird, we don't cuss and scream
When the cars don't move when the turns green
We don't lock our when we leave the house
There ain't nobody here that we'd out
That's the way we do it in our town,

You never hear me
For up strong, growin' up right
Livin' life by the Golden
Say, "Yes, Ma'am, you"

Green fields for miles an'
Ain't nothin' but country on the dial
I the good Lord I was born an' bred
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Ain't no burnin' on our Court House Square
You see Old Glory everywhere
There ain't no Valley joint with atmosphere
Daddy's home grown what's for dinner here
An' we wash it with a tall, cold beer, yeah

You hear me apologize
For growin' up strong, growin' up
Livin' life by the Golden
Say, "Yes, Ma'am, you"

Green for miles an' miles
Ain't but country on the radio dial
I thank the good Lord I was born an'
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crows, six a.m.
John pulling that plow again
Spit on face, hands in the dirt
Ain't nothin' better on God's earth

You hear me apologize
For growin' up strong, up right
Livin' life by the Rule
Say, "Yes, Ma'am, you"

fields for miles an' miles
Ain't nothin' but on the radio dial
I thank the good Lord I was born an'
Well, I thank the Lord I was born an' bred
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