Lookin' out on the hardwood hollers and hills
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Hollers and hills
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Every day's a good day to be alive
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Be alive
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Lost in the song from a whippoorwill
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Stars pokin' holes through an amber sky
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Amber sky
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They say the lights in New York shine pretty
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You outta see 'em 'fore they lay you down
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But I know God didn't make no city
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Me and Him got a deal worked out
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So you can put a gun to my head, throw me to the ground
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Say, "Take your last breath, or leave right now"
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Just climb on up in this Cadillac
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Wave goodbye and don't ever look back
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You can put that cold Colt .45 steel to my temple
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Draw a hard line, but man, it's real simple
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This born-in-it boy wouldn't give up the country with a gun to my head
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Over my dead body
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Over my dead body
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Over my dead body
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Over my dead body
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My old man didn't break his back
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For me to throw my hands up and throw it away
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I don't think that I could ever live with that
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Four generations rollin' over in their grave
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So you can put a gun to my head, throw me to the ground
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Say, "Take your last breath, or leave right now"
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Just climb on up in this Cadillac
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Wave goodbye and don't ever look back
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You can put that cold Colt .45 steel to my temple
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Draw a hard line, but man, it's real simple
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This born-in-it boy wouldn't give up the country with a gun to my head
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Over my dead body
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Over my dead body
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The only way I'm goin'
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Is in boots in the back of a hearse
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Yeah, you can come and get it, but you'll have to put me in it
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'Fore you take me out of that dirt
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You can put a gun to my head, throw me to the ground
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Say, "Take your last breath, or leave right now"
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Just climb on up in this Cadillac
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Wave goodbye and don't ever look back
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You can put that cold Colt .45 steel to my temple
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Draw a hard line, but man, it's real simple
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This born-in-it boy wouldn't give up the country with a gun to my head
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Over my dead body
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Over my dead body
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Over my dead body
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Over my dead body
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