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| There's a | sout | hern | accent - where | I c | ome | from |
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| The | young 'uns | call it | country - the | yankees call it | dumb, |
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| I got my | own | way of | talking - but | everything gets | done, |
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| With a | sout | hern | acc | ent - where I come | from. |
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| Now that | drunk tank | in At | lanta - is just a | motel r | oom to | me, |
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| Think I | might go w | ork Or | lando - if them | orange groves don't | freeze, |
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| Got my | own | way of | working - but | everything is | run, |
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| With a | sout | hern | acc | ent - where I come | from. |
| bridge: |
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| For just a minute there | I was dreaming |
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| For just a minute it was | all so real |
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| For just a minute she was | standing there - with | me. |
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| There's a | dream | I keep | having - where my | momma | comes to | me, |
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| And | kneels down | over by the | window - and | says a prayer for | me, |
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| Got my | own | way of | praying - but | everything one's | begun, |
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| With a | sout | hern | acc | ent - where I come | from. |
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| Got my | own | way of | living - but e | verything is | done, |
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| With a | sout | hern | acc | ent - where I come | from. |