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I was born in a bunk |
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Mama died and my daddy got drunk |
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Left me here to die or grow |
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In the middle of Tobacco Road |
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I grew up in a dusty shack |
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And all I had was a'hangin' on my back |
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Only you know how I loathe |
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This place called Tobacco Road |
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But it's home |
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The only life I've ever known |
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Only you know how I loathe |
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Tobacco Road |
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I'm gonna leave and get a job |
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With the help and the grace from above |
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Save some money, get rich I know |
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Bring it back to Tobacco Road |
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Bring dynamite and a crane |
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Blow itup, start all over again |
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Build a town, be proud to show |
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Give the name Tobacco Road |
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Cause it's home |
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The only life I've ever known |
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I despise you 'cos your filthy |
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But I love ya, 'cause it's home |
