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I'm going back home where I was born |
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First I planned to stay but I can't live this way |
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I'm going back home where I was born |
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Try to understand I think this city's grand |
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But with all its charms give me a little country farm |
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I'm going back home where I was born |
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Oh yeah now, oh yeah, oh yeah now, oh yeah |
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I tell you all about it, I think you ought to know |
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Tell you all about it why I wanna go |
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I miss the country preacher and the house of prayer |
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I miss the bootlegger smelling in the air |
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Miss friendly faces and the country smiles |
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The crickets singing, you can hear it for miles |
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I miss the rooster crowing at the break of dawn |
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Yes it all happens where I was born |
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Miss the fried chicken, colored greens |
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Miss the hot biscuits and the Lima beans |
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Miss the prayer meetings where people pray |
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With the drum beating till the break of day |
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You can have it, you can have it |
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You can have it, you can have it |
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You can have the town, I won't be around |
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This here life's too fast but 'll never, never last |
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I'm going back home where I was born |
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I got to go home, got to go home |
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Where the people are real, where people can feel |
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Got to go down, got to go down |
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Leave here today on my way so long, so long |
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Going back home, going back home |
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Got to go home, got to go home |
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Got to go home, got to go home |
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Where I, where I was born |
