Wind chimes in a weeping willow
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Biscuits light as feather pillows
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At Mama's house
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Sunday morning kids a squirming
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Thank the preacher for the sermon
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As you're walking out
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Sweet old fashion goodness
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Old man comes out and pumps your gas
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Tells a joke while he cleans your glass
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And says thank you friend
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Grab a cup of sugar from your neighbor
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Honor roll made the morning paper
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Cut it out again
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Sweet old fashion goodness
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We don't need no bureaucrats
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No scientists or diplomats
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To help us figure out what this world needs
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Just sweet old fashion goodness
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He says have you met my young bride
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We got married back in '49
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She ain't changed at all
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There's a nervous boy on the front porch waiting
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While the daddy of the girl he's been dating
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Lays down the law
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Sweet old fashion goodness
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We don't need no bureaucrats
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No scientists or diplomats
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To help us figure out what this world needs
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Just sweet old fashion goodness
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Nothin' but sweet old fashion goodness
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Sweet Old Fashion Goodness
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| Craig Morgan |
