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| | When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town |
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| | Down a | round San Antone | |
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| | And the folks are risin' for another day |
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| | round a | bout their | homes |
| The people of the town are strange |
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| and they're | proud of | where | the | y | came, |
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| Well you're | talkin' 'bout China Grove | | |
| (background vocals: talkin' 'bout China Grove), |
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| | Who | ho China | Grove | | | |
| Well the preacher and the teacher, Lord, they're a caution |
| They are the talk of the town |
| When the gossip hits the fan, they ain't lyin' |
| when the sun goes fallin' down |
| Well they say that the father's insane, |