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I think I feel like an old beat up two lane
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The one that the state's not about to repair
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From where I'm falling I think I might meet you
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Below where we were just above just don't care
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The way the world's changing I just can't accept it
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No right or wrong all in between
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The faith we were raised on is weathered and shaken
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But baby it don't have to be
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'Cause I still believe in a prayer before supper
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And passing the time round the old courthouse square
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We've got nothing to keep us from start over Georgia
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We'll leave all the baggage and start over there
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Well I've never been to that part of the country
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Save for some old movies and deep in my mind
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Where it's accepted and even rewarded
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To stand on your own right side of the line
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Nobody wins here, we're all scare of losing
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I feel scarred right down to the bone
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Maybe we'll find ourselves close to the ocean
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Where freedom frist breathes on it's own
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'Cause I still believe in a prayer before supper
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And passing the time round the old courthouse square
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We've got nothing to keep us from start over Georgia
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We'll leave all the baggage and start over there
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Oh we've got nothing to keep us from start over Georgia
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We'll leave all the baggage and start over there
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Start Over Georgia
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| Collin Raye |
