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I was born in a trunk. |
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Mama died and my daddy got drunk. |
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Left me here to die alone |
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In the middle of tobacco road. |
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Growin' up lord in a rusty shack, |
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And all I had was hangin' on my back. |
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Lord knows how |
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I loatheThis place called |
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Tobacco Road. |
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But it's home, |
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The only life, life, life |
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I've ever known. |
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And I guess |
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I can't help but |
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Loathe Tobacco.[Instrumental] |
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Gonna leave, and get a job |
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With the help and the grace from above. |
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I'll save my money, get rich and old, |
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And I think |
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I'll bring it all back to |
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Tobacco Road. |
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Bring dynamite and a big old crane, |
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And I'll blow it up, start all over again. |
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I'm gonna build me a town, that |
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Ill be proud to show. |
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And I think |
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I'll give it the name |
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Tobacco Road. |
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But it's home, |
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The only life |
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I've ever known. |
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I guess I can't help but love you' |
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Cause you're home |
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Tobacco Road |
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Tobacco Road |
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Whoah, Tobacco |
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RoadBring dynamite and a big old crane, |
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I'll blow it up, tear it down and start all over again. |
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I guess I can't help but |
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I love...I love you... |
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Yeah...Tobacco...![Instrumental and vocalizing] |
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I love you! |
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Oh I love you! |
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Oh I love you! |
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I love you! |
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I love you! |
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I love you![Vocalizing] |
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I love you 'cause you're home |
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I'm talkin' 'bout |
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Tobacco Road, yeah |
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Tobacco Road, yeah! |
