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Song, Song of the south |
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sweet potato pie, and I shut my mouth |
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gone, gone with the wind |
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there aint no body looking back again |
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cotton on roadside, cotton on the ditch |
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we all picked the cotton but we never got rich |
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daddy was a veteren, a southern democrat |
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they oughta get rich man to vote like that singing |
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song song of the south |
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sweet potato pie, and i shut my mouth |
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gone gone with the wind |
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there aint no body looking back again |
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well somebody told us wall street fell |
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but we were so poor that we couldnt tell |
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the cotton was short, and the weeds was' tall |
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But Mr. Roosevelt's a' gonna save us all |
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well momma got sick, and daddy got down |
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the county got the farm, and we moved to town |
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poppa got a job with the TVA |
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we bought a washing machine, and then a Chevrolet |
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singing: Song song of the south |
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sweet potatoe pie, and I shut my mouth |
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gone, gone with the wind |
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there aint nobody looking back again |
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repeat 6 times! |
