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Folks are dumb, |
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Where I come from, |
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They ain't had any learnin' |
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Still, they're happy as can be, |
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Doin' what comes naturally. |
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Folks like us, |
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Could never fuss, |
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With schools and books and learnin', |
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Still we've gone from A to Z, |
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Doin' what comes naturally. |
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You don't have to know, |
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How to read or write, |
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When you're out with a feller, |
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In the pale moonligt, |
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You don't have to look, |
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At a book to find, |
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What he thinks of the moon, |
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And what is on his mind, |
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That comes naturally. |
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My uncle out in Texas, |
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Can't even write his name, |
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He signs his checks with "X's", |
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But they cash 'em just the same. |
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If you saw my Paw and Maw, |
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You'd know they had no learnin', |
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Still they raised a family, |
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Doin' what comes naturally, |
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Doin' what comes naturally! |
