"There's a black girl singin' in the morning before church
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cause she wants things just right
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There's a white boy holdin' his head
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cause he stayed out too late last night
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At the same time Mamma's yellin'
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move your asses or I'll leave you behind
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The god lord don't wait for sinners all day
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especially sinners of your kind.
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CHORUS:
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The old days
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The old ways of the drive-in picture show.
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It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go.
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The picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing.
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Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box,
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at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes)
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I love you, could you, hold me tight,
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like we're pretending it ain't about black or white.
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Sun burns hot early in the morning
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small town, best hush my mouth.
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We've all got closets that we live in.
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Down at Baker's house
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the right fun with the wrong one
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that's things we don't talk about.
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Hell always seems to rise to the surface
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on that you can count.
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CHORUS:
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The old days
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The old ways of the drive-in picture show
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It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go
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the picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing.
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Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box,
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at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes)
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I love you, could you, hold me tight,
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like we're pretending it ain't about black or white.
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Young man makes a young man's stand,
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tries to stand up tall.
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Old man from the same clan
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bangs his head against the wall.
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Life's rough, it just get's tougher
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but that ain't no thing, it's always one thing
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or another, let me tell you brother....
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Shut your mouth boy and sing.
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CHORUS:
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The old days
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The old ways of the drive-in picture show
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It's a fact, if it was opened baby, you and me, we'd surely go
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the picture rolls by, soundtrack low, but we don't see a thing.
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Feel around in the middle of your popcorn box,
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at the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes)
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I love you, could you, hold me tight,
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like we're pretending it ain't about black or white.
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I love you, could you, hold me tight,
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like we're pretending it ain't about black or white."
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Popcorn Box
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| Edwin McCain |
