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Summer in Savannah slowed the jackrabbit down |
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But I'm in your car driving to town |
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Mama's missing finger had a mind of its own |
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And the dog that we lost keeps coming home |
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And now my health is hanging round a soda machine |
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And the birds don't move in the live oak trees |
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Pounding on the table Papa said I would learn |
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You take what you get and you get what you earn |
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Then he said you reap just what you sow |
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So I'm gonna take my white house, paint it gold |
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Summer in Savannah where the breeze never blows |
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But you laid on my lap wearing my clothes |
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Mama told me lately she was praying for you |
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So don't hate me just cause you're the best I can do |
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And I'm a no-neck cursing at a color TV |
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And the gas light swirls with junebug wings |
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Staring at the ceiling Papa struggled to say |
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You'll find it's all such a drag but don't get carried away |
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Someone said you reap just what you sow |
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So I'm gonna take my white house, paint it gold |
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Summer in Savannah takes a measure of faith |
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From under the bed you're kissing my face |
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When Mama told the cop that I was born in the cold |
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She meant in the shade free from the law |
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Now I'm a slack-jaw leaning on a newspaper stand |
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Papa bought a bullet 'bout as big as my hand |
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We trapped a little hornet in a teacup for fun |
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We cut off his head, we still got stung |
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I think that Jesus said you reap just what you sow |
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So I'm gonna take my white house, paint it gold |
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