SLATON:
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Today we honor those who honored us some fifty years ago.
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Those who gave life and limb for Georgia.
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And suffered unimaginable degredation. But never defeat.
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The men of Georgia, and the women of Georgia have never been defeated...
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LEO:
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I go to bed at night
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Hoping when I wake
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This will all be gone
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Like it was just a dream
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And I'll be home again
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Back again in Brooklyn
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Back with people who look like I do
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And talk like I do
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And think like I do
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But then
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The sun rises in Atlanta again...
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SLATON:
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They have risen from the ashes of war with honor and courage and strength!
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LEO:
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These people make me tense
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I live in fear they'll start a conversation
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These people make no sense
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They talk and I just stare and shut my mouth
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It's like a foreign land
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I didn't understand
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That being Southern's not just being in the South
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Whan I look out on all this
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How can I call this Home?
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SLATON: I am proud to be a Georgian on this day
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LEO:
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These men belong in zoos
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ASSORTED TOWNSPEOPLE:
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Excuse me! Sorry! Get your souveneirs!
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Watch your step sir
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LEO:
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It's like they've never joined civilization
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ASSORTED SPECTATORS:
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Where's the fella with the beer!
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Mamma that man pushed me!
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Lucinda! Hey now, fella!
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LEO:
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The Jews are not like Jews
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I thought that Jews were Jews
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But I was wrong
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ASSORTED SPECTATORS:
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You got ballons? I want one!
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Settle down... I never in my life!
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I'll take a beer!
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That Slaton's handsome...
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LEO:
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I thought I would be fine
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But four years down the line
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With ev'ry word it's very clear
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I don't belong
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ASSORTED SPECTATORS:
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La la la la la la Atlanta
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LEO:
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I don't cuss, I don't drawl
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So how can I call this home?
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SLATON: Proud that our state is growing and building!
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LEO:
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Home calls, and I'm free of the Southern breeze
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Free of magnolia trees and endless sunshine!
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Evermore lives the dream of Atlanta
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But not mine!
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Not mine
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ENSEMBLE:
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We stand together
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In this great state of Georgia
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LEO:
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A Yankee with a college education
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Who by his own design
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Is trapped inside the land
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That time forgot
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ENSEMBLE:
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Strong and proud
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LEO:
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I'm trapped inside this life
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And trapped beside a wife
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Who would prefer that I said "Howdy" not "Shalom"
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Well I'm sorry Lucille
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But I feel what I feel
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And this place is surreal
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So How can I call this home?
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How Can I Call This Home?
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