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Walk in the morning with worn out shoes |
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Got the rocking pneumonia and the boggy woogy blues |
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And its cold on the street and all I can do is grin |
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I left your house with my hair all a mess |
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And all I could think of is your blue summer dress |
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And the way that you kiss me |
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And the way that your kiss had a way |
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Oh those good ole days |
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Back at your house you invite all your kin |
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They gather round watchin' gone with the wind |
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Grandpa says frankly I dont give a damn if you do |
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Yeah but I knew your mama and I knew your pa |
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Yeah we grew up together down in old arkansas |
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We used to climb trees and hold hands as we fall in the lake |
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Oh those good ole days |
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Oh those good ole days |
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Yeah well you used to call me when you couldn't sleep |
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Yeah and I would come over to your front porch and drink |
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Yeah and you would sit down on the front porch swing and swing |
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We'd leave for a weekend and meet on the lawn |
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Yeah me and the boys would start singing some songs |
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If you drink enough wine yeah you'd sing along as you swayed |
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Oh those good ole days |
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Walk in the morning with worn out shoes |
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Got the rocking pneumonia and the boggy woogy blues |
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And its cold on the street and all I can do is grin |
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I left your house with my hair all a mess |
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And all I could think of is your blue summer dress |
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And the way that you kiss me |
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And the way that your kiss had a way |
