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When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town |
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Down around San Antone |
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Said the folks are risin' for another day |
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'Round about their homes |
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The people of the town are strange |
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And they're proud of where they came |
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Well, I'm talkin' 'bout your China Grove |
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[Incomprehensible], woah oh, China Grove |
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The preacher and the teacher |
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Lord, they're a caution, they are the talk of the town |
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And when the gossip gets to flyin' and they ain't lyin' |
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When the sun goes underground |
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They say that the father's insane |
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And dear Mrs. Perkin's a game |
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Oh, talkin' 'bout your China Grove |
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[Incomprehensible], woah oh, China Grove |
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Every day there's a new thing comin' |
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Ways of an oriental view |
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The sheriff and his buddies with their Samurai swords |
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You can even hear the music at night |
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Though it's a part of the Lone Star State |
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People don't seem to care |
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They just keep on lookin' to the easy way |
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Talkin' 'bout your China Grove |
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[Incomprehensible], woah oh, China Grove |
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I'm gonna tell ya now, yeah |
