Well i was raised out in the country,
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Just outside a real small town,
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And just like any other young boy,
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All my life i dreamed of getting out.
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I've been down,
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To the city,
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It's a real nice place to see,
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Well i got to much rebel in me,
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I gotta be somewhere where i can breathe.
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You can take me out of the country,
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Miles from where i wanna be,
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You can take me out of the country,
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But you can't take the country outta me.
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Hurry home,
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To my woman,
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Big blue eyes and long blonde hair,
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And we'll make love way until morning,
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And tell the world i don't care.
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You can take me out of the country,
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Miles from where i wanna be,
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You can take me out of the country,
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But you can't take the country outta me.
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Take me out of the country,
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Miles from where i wanna be
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You can take me out of the country,
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Miles from where i wanna be,
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You can take me out of the country,
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But you can't take the country outta me.
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You can take me out of the country,
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But you can't take the country outta me.
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You Can't Take The Country Out Of Me
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| Alabama |
