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would also like to introduce. The two newest members of the family. One goes by the name of Bobby Creek. The other goes by the name of Cashis. From Orange County. And I think it's about time we just
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. Obie trice(Gunshot. Stat quo(Gunshot). And we also like to introduce. The two newest members of the family. One goes by the name of bobby creek. The other goes by the name of Ca$his. From Orange County
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I am a lineman for the county. And I drive the main road. Searchin' in the sun. For another overload. I hear you singin' in the wire. I can hear you through the whine. And the Wichita Lineman
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myself recline. Can I let go, and let your memory dance. In the ballroom of my mind. Across the county line. Chorus. It hurts to love you, but I still love you. It's just the way I feel. And I'd be lying
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the county line and it reads your name. You better just pretend there's a barbwire fence and a barricade. Stay on your side of town, stay on your side of town. Stay off my stomping grounds, stay on
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Hunter's Moon. The Pork and Pumpkin Rendezvous At this year's county fair. All our friends will be there. Gather kin and cousins near. And everything we love is here Soybean Fest in Rising Sun
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mentioned a man named Buford Wilson. What's your mama's name, child, what's your mama's name?. Twenty some odd years ago a drunkard down in Memphis. Lost a month of life and labored to the county jail. Just
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yell loud and hard. And they'd dream of who would hold. The Van Lear rose She was the belle of Johnson county. Ohio river to big sandy. A beauty to behold like a diamond in the coal. All the miner's
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' to beat the Bird to the county line. Just a half-a-mile from Newtonville. There had a speed sign sitting at the top of the hill. It said "35 miles, and stay in line". But the Jaguar and Thunderbird
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' to beat the Bird to the county line. Just a half-a-mile from Newtonville. There had a speed sign sitting at the top of the hill. It said "35 miles, and stay in line". But the Jaguar and Thunderbird
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laugh. Pushed back his clothes all around. Mr. Bojangles. Mr. Bojangles. Mr. Bojangles. Dance. He danced for those in minstral shows and county fairs. Throughout the south. He spoke with tears
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go a laugh, he let go a laugh. Shook his clothes all around. Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles dance He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs. Throughout the South. And
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just five years today. When his daddy passed away. He was found beneath the snow so cold and white. T’was then I bowed to take his ring. And his gold watch and his chain. Then the county laid his daddy
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The river ran through Howard County. It was the life blood of the land. It made fields of green tobacco. Aching backs and callused hands. Mama talked of a coming battle. That the women folk had
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let go a laugh. Shook back his clothes all around. . Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles. Mr. Bojangles, dance!. . He danced for those. At minstrel shows and county fairs. Throughout the south. He
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county clothes, wearing them county clothes Yes, the jury found me guilty. I heard that gavel sound. And the only friend who would have thrown my bail. Was six feet underground, six feet underground Oh
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just five years today. When his daddy passed away. He was found beneath the snow so cold and white. T’was then I bowed to take his ring. And his gold watch and his chain. Then the county laid his daddy
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let go a laugh. Shook back his clothes all around. . Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles. Mr. Bojangles, dance!. . He danced for those. At minstrel shows and county fairs. Throughout the south. He
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let go a laugh. Shook back his clothes all around. . Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles. Mr. Bojangles, dance!. . He danced for those. At minstrel shows and county fairs. Throughout the south. He
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only then. Do I let myself recline?. Can I let go?. And let your memory dance. In the ballroom of my mind. Across the county line. It hurts to love you. But I still love you. It's just the way I feel
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the county line. Wait on fate to send a sign. Who says I can’t take time?. It’s been a long night in New York City. It’s been a long night in Austin too. I don’t remember you looking any better. But
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looking for your photograph online. From time to time I'll go looking for your photograph online. But some county judge in Ohio is all I ever find. harmonica solo. Dear Marie, tell me do you still believe
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babes, you'll make chairs. We'll sell them at the county fair. We'll walk on, we'll walk tall. We'll dance once a week at the union hall We'll have the stars. We'll have the trees. We'll have
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Song No School Bus In Heaven - The Stanley Brothers, The Clinch Mo. On Route 23 in Eastern Kentucky. A school bus wrecked there in the county of Floyd. It left many parents weeping and mourning. It