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It's Decoration Day. |
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And I've a mind to roll a stone on his grave. |
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But what would he say. |
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"Keeping me down, boy, won't keep me away" |
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It's Decoration Day. |
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And I knew the Hill Boys would put us away, |
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but my Daddy wasn't afraid. |
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He said "We'll fight till the last Lawson's last living day" |
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I never knew how it all got started |
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a problem with Holland before we were born |
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and I don't know the name of that boy we tied down |
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and beat till he just couldn't walk anymore. |
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But I know the caliber in Daddy's chest |
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and I know what Holland Hill drives. |
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The state let him go, but I guess it was best |
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cause nobody needs all us Lawsons alive. |
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Daddy said one of the boys had come by |
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the Lumber Man's favorite son. |
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He said, "Beat him real good but don't dare let him die |
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and if you see Holland Hill run. |
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Now I said, "They ain't give us trouble no more |
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that we ain't brought down on ourselves" |
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But a chain on my back and my ear to the floor |
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and I'll send all the Hill Boys to hell. |
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It's Decoration Day |
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and I've got a family in Mobile Bay |
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and they've never seen my Daddy's grave. |
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But that don't bother me, it ain't marked anyway. |
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Cause I got dead brothers in Lauderdale south |
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and I got dead brothers in east Tennessee. |
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My Daddy got shot right in front of his house |
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he had no one to fall on but me. |
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It's Decoration Day |
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and I've got a mind to go spit on his grave. |
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If I was a Hill, I'd have put him away |
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and I'd fight till the last Lawson's last living day. |
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I'd fight till the last Lawson's last living day. |
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I'd fight till the last Lawson's last living day. |