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 |
