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Saw a Cadillac for the first time yesterday |
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I'd always seen horses, buggies, bales of hay` |
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Cause progress here, don't move with modern times |
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There's nothing to steal |
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So, there's not a great deal of crime |
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It sure is hell living in a one horse town |
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There's half a mile of |
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Alabama mud bed ground |
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Nothing much doing of an afternoon |
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Unless you're sitting in a rocking chair, just picking a tune |
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And they ain't too well acquainted with the stars and stripes |
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But if you want to hear |
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Susanna, then they'll pick all night |
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They'll pick all night' |
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Cause it's no dice living in a one horse town |
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Laid back, as my old coon hound |
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And I just can't wait to get out of this one horse town |
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There's nothing to steal 'cause there's simply nothing much around[Incomprehensible] |
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And they ain't too well acquainted with the stars and stripes |
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But if you want to hear |
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Susanna, then they'll pick all night |
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They'll pick all night |
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Sure is hell living in this one horse town |
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There's half a mile of |
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Alabama mud bed ground |
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And I just can't wait to grow out of this one horse town |
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There's nothing to steal 'cause there's nothing much around |
