[Verse 1]
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One pool hall and a rundown cotton gin.
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"Come Back Soon" hand painted on a grain bin.
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We got a hardware store at the intersection,
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Dirt roads runnin' in all directions.
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I love this place.
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But I gotta go,
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Cause she is gone.
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[Chorus]
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Ya'll can have this town
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And what I don't grab on my way out.
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Cause the only thing I need
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Ain't here. She's gone and found her way
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To another life in a better place.
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But I hear she's missin' me.
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Ya'll can have this town.
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[Verse 2]
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Bet there ain't a single place to fish up there.
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No small talk or sweet tea, but I don't care.
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It's gonna be worth every thing I have to leave
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When I feel her loving arms on me.
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Right there's the Interstate.
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And I'm turnin' on.
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Looks like I'm gone.
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[Chorus]
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Everybody says I'll be back,
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Brother don't hold your breath on that
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Cause as long as she ain't here.
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[Chorus 2]
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Ya'll can have this town
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And what I don't grab on my way out.
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Cause the only thing I need
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Ain't here. She's gone and found her way
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To another life in a better place.
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But I hear she's missin' me
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Ya'll can have this town.
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Ya'll Can Have This Town
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Luke Bryan |