Intro
(G) (Cadd9) (G) (Cadd9) x 2
[Verse]
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It seems like over night, the town of Red River
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Was suddenly full of strange men
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Who wore suits in the summer
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And stood on the dirt roads, trying to hold their maps in the wind
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And some of them smiled, and some of them didn't
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And none of them came back a gain
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After 5 gener ations of Rock County Wilsons
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The last 50 acres, apparently didn't
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Mean a damn thing to them
[Instrumental]
G# Cadd9 G# Cadd9
[Verse]
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I stood on the hill, over looking Red River
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Where my momma and her momma lay
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And listened to the growling of the big diesel cat
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As they tore up the woods where I pl ayed
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And I said, Momma for give me, but I'm almost glad,
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That you're not here to day
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After 5 gener ations of Rock County Wilsons
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To see the last 50 acres in the hands of some body
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That would actually blow it a way
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You know the Bus station, in the town of Red River
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Used to be the general store.
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But now they got a new one.
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And you know that's ok, if a bus is what you're looking for
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So early one morning, when the sun cut red
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I got up with the dawn
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After 5 gener ations of Rock County Wilson's
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The last one just climbed on a big gray dog
(N.C) And was gone