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Grand daddy used to take me
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Down town to the kinneys
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That's where all the old men go to reminisce
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Ramble on about history dust off some old stories
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Look back at the life they've come to miss
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I swear sometimes I can almost see
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A picture of this small town back in 1943
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Everything's black and white
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And there's dirt on the street
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It don't look at all what I'm seein' today
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Riding around
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What's left of a small town
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Makin' my rounds
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Waving "hi" to everyone around
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It's in my blood it's where I settle down
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Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
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You can still get a hair cut for less than ten bucks
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If you go down to buds right off the square
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It's been almost 10 years since they closed down that old mill
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That's what this whole town was built around
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There's a couple old dirt roads
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Left down by old potts' farm
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We used to throw down hard out there man we never did no harm
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Well the counties offered thousands, man that old Potts won't give in
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There development stops right at that barbed wire fence
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Riding around
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What's left of a small town
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Makin' my rounds
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Waving "hi" to everyone around
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It's in my blood it's where I settle down
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Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
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Riding around
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What's left of a small town
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Makin' my rounds
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Waving "hi" to everyone around
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It's in my blood it's where I settle down
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Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
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What's Left Of A Small Town
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Brantley Gilbert |