I was walking down the street
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In my blue jeans and my bare feet
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I saw old Mrs. Mayo in her garden so high
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She got her prize azaleas
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And her big ole fat tomatoes
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She invited me in to have a piece of her pie
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And later on I thought I'd head on down
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By the Caley River to the old rope swing
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There was a bunch of kids laughin' and jumpin' in
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I sat down on the grass and I just watched them play
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And all my worries seemed to wash away
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[Chorus:]
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Oh it's a magical thing
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When the sun is shinging down on me
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And this is such a beautiful place
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Don't wanna miss a minute of today it's
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So magical
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Tonight I'll go home and write myself a letter
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Tell myself to live a little freer and love a little better
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Gonna soak it in like there's no tomorrow
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And drink up every second like a big ole glass of water
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[Chorus]
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Oh I feel like I could fly
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When I see the world through these eyes
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So Magical
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| Martina McBride |
