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(tim nichols/mark d. sanders) |
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Ain't nothing so precious as a first born child |
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What to call their little angel |
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They wondered for awhile |
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Your dear mama violet |
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And your proud daddy dale |
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I know when they named ya |
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They surely meant well, but... |
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Vidalia, vidalia |
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Girl won't you tell me why |
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Sweet vadalia |
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You always gotta make me cry |
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I never paid no attention to a girl before |
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Till the day i saw you standin' |
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In the sunday school door |
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One boy sorta snickered when the roll was read |
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Till you laid the word of god |
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Up 'side of his head |
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Vidalia, vidalia |
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Girl won't you tell me why |
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Sweet vadalia |
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You always gotta make me cry |
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When i try to get too close |
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Seems like we've always been almost |
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Just one step or two away from true love |
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Well i love the way you walk, i love the way you kiss |
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I love to get away with you alone like this |
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If i could mention just one little thing |
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Vidalia would ya stop livin' up to your name |
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Vidalia, vidalia |
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Girl won't you tell me why |
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Sweet vadalia |
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You always gotta make me cry |
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Vidalia |
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Girl won't you tell me why |
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Sweet vadalia |
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You always gotta make me cry |
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You always gotta make me cry |
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You always gotta make me cry |
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You always gotta make me cry |
