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I'm just a Smokey mountain boy
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Come back to the hills I love
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Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind
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And the deep blue sky above
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The closer and closer I get to home
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The more excited I am
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Those were the mornings I'd roll out of bed
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Start the day off with a hot corn bread
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Smothered in huckleberry jam
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I'm just a Smokey mountain boy
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Come back to the hills I love
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Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind
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And the deep blue sky above
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I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods
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Close on the trail of the hare
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How I long to be with them following the hounds
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a-huntin' again
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Gettin' me a big old grizzly bear
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I'm just a Smokey mountain boy
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Come back to the hills I love
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Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind
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And the deep blue sky above
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I traveled around and met lots of girls
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No matter how many I see
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I left some pretty ones behind
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I know back home is where I'll find
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The girl whose love is meant for me
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I'm just a Smokey mountain boy
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Come back to the hills I love
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Where the tops of pine all bend in the wind
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And the deep blue sky above
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Smokey Mountain Boy
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| Elvis Presley |
