Since the day I was born my mother used to say,
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I pity the man that will carry you away,
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I never knew exactly why it¡¯s something that builds up inside,
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Yeah I¡¯m a hillbilly pickin¡¯ ramblin¡¯ girl,
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And I¡¯m hangin¡¯ in bars and I¡¯m listening to Merle,
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Drinkin¡¯ whiskey and beer to wash this pain away singing good old country songs
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like the ones they play today,
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Hey hey,
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Hey hey,
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No I can¡¯t settle down,
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I¡¯m movin¡¯ way to fast,
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And yesterday is another day that¡¯s past,
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I never knew exactly why it¡¯s something that builds up inside,
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Yeah I¡¯m a hillbilly pickin¡¯ ramblin¡¯ girl,
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And I¡¯m hangin¡¯ in bars and I¡¯m listening to Merle,
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Drinkin¡¯ whiskey and beer to wash this pain away singing good old country songs
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like the ones they play today,
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Hey hey,
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Hey hey,
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Yeah I¡¯m a hillbilly pickin¡¯ ramblin¡¯ girl,
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And I¡¯m hangin¡¯ in bars and I¡¯m listening to Merle,
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Drinkin¡¯ whiskey and beer to wash this pain away singing good old country songs
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like the ones they play today,
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Hey hey,
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Hey hey
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[Thanks to [email protected] for lyrics]
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Hillbilly Pickin Ramblin Girl
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| Catherine Britt |