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Hangin' out at the old park pool |
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Right after |
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Sunday school |
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Banana Boat, a rubber float |
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Another summer afternoon |
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Bonfire at the creek tonight |
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Bubba bringin' some homemade wine |
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Just enough to catch a buzz |
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And get us countrified |
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Oh, my my, that's just the way we do it |
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Cut off Levi's and kickin' country music |
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Miles from nowhere, there ain't no city limits |
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And that's where you're gonna find us havin' a small town big time |
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A population 903 |
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Half of them are kin to me |
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And those that ain't, they know my name |
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We're like one big family |
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Gather at that old campsite |
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To lie about the fish and their size |
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Uncle Carl and his old guitar |
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Singin', "Louisiana Saturday Night" |
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Oh, my my, that's just the way we do it |
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Cut off Levi's and kickin' country music |
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Miles from nowhere, there ain't no city limits |
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And that's where you're gonna find us havin' a small town big time |
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Oh, my my, that's just the way we do it |
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Cut off Levi's and kickin' country music |
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Miles from nowhere, there ain't no city limits |
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And that's where you're gonna find us havin' a small town big time |
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A small town big time |
