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Looking for heaven, in easy pop cant’s
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Taking day old love from auto-mat tabs
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Lighting fires of friction, from passion that won’t land
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-- You get your love, like candy bar loot
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High cost and mannerly, --no drama, bland and cooled
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Looking for love, in low bridge dark - ness
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Browntown valleys, of Appalach - past – towns
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No one there sees your love dead, ‘til years in their bed
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-- The spirit of a lesser me, the demons of a better deed
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This fast food drive through non-stop cast
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High cost stories of drama, pokes... cooled your past
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Carolina gold cush, crystal meth, makes you bold
D C
Pressure makes a diamond, in that rough, frost light
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Carolina daze, under blue ridge mound haze
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Lord grant mercy for the souls spring... harvest, craze
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Shot in the ground, Fall..., plowed up, next pay
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So, do what your mom’a said, -- do
D C
Be what you is, be not what you ain’t in need of
G D
Stay clear of that low bridge love fest
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Dark Corners in the Blueridge will cause well all,,, your deeds
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You’ll never leave
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You’ll never leave poke county in peace
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Back fields plowed up next Spring, pay …
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