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Written by james young |
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Lead vocals by james young |
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I woke up today, the papers spoke of a man we know |
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He's made of the stuff they say that first made our country grow |
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Living in style, traveling to distant lands |
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Better hang tough, for now it's time to make your stand |
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Can we ignore the basic facts of history |
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Or deny what people say is destiny |
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I think the message is ever so loud and clear |
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Eddie, now don't you run |
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You know you're a bootlegger's son |
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And you saw just what it's done to the others |
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Eddie, now don't you run |
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It's the end of all your fun |
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And you saw just what they've done |
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To your brothers |
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Can we ignore the basic facts of history |
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Or deny what people say is destiny |
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First in the eighties but last of the sons |
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First in the eyes of his countrymen |
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I think the message is ever so loud and clear |
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Eddie, now don't you run |
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You know you're a bootlegger's son |
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And you saw just what it's done to the others |
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Eddie, now don't you run |
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It's the end of all your fun |
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And you saw just what they've done |
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To your brothers |
