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I can feel the grass bend under my feet |
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I can taste the air and I swear it was sweet |
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Gonna feel it blowing in the back of my mind |
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Forty-five, take me back to Walker County line |
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Whoa, I should have known. (x2) |
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Cause I've got a, a heavy heart and a heavy mind |
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I sing a song for all I've gone and left behind. |
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I've got a, a heavy heart and a heavy mind |
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I sing a song for all I've gone and left behind. |
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It's weighing on me. (x2) |
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I want to get down, feel the dirt in my hands |
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Bone handle being worn out from working the land |
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I hear the crack from the fire and I know I'm alive |
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Flat on my back, looking up at a pinhole sky |
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Whoa, I should have known. (x2) |
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Cause I've got a, a heavy heart and a heavy mind |
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I sing a song for all I've gone and left behind. |
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I've got a, a heavy heart and a heavy mind |
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I sing a song for all I've gone and left behind. |
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It's weighing on me. (x2) |
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Cause I've got a, a heavy heart and a heavy mind |
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I sing a song for all I've gone and left behind. |
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I've got a, a heavy heart and a heavy mind |
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I sing a song for all I've gone and left behind. |
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It's weighing on me. (x2) |
