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Lazy days in mid-July |
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Country Sunday mornin's |
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Dusty haze on summer highways |
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Sweet magnolia callin' |
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But now and then I find myself |
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Thinkin' of the days |
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That (when) we were walking in |
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The Alabama rain |
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Drive-in movies, Friday nights |
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Drinkin' beer and laughin' |
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Somehow things were always right |
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I just don't know what happened |
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We were only kids |
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But then I've never heard it said |
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That kids can't fall in love |
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And feel the same |
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I can still remember the first time |
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I told you "I love you" |
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On a dusty mid-July |
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Country summer's evenin's |
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Weepin' willows sang its lullaby |
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And shared our secret |
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Walking in the Alabama rain |
