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♪ Tonka trucks and GI Joes, jumpin' those hills with Luke and Bo. ♪
♪ Plastic cap guns and a swimmin' hoe, don't get no dirt on your church clothes. ♪
♪ Way to lose the cheer for the Braves, ten percent in the offing place. ♪
♪ Sunday chicken and a NASCAR race, sure be nice to get back to that place. ♪
♪ There was dirt on daddy's clothes, and putting that bacon on mama's stove. ♪
♪ Dog barking in the yard at a truck we don't know. All we had was us. ♪
♪ Had a little bitty house and a lot of love, we had it all when we didn't have much. ♪
♪ Eighteen left it all behind, chasin' a girl, chasin' a dime. Went so far tryin' to get mine. ♪
♪ I can't see that old porch light that led me home at night. ♪
♪ There was dirt on daddy's clothes, and putting that bacon on mama's stove. ♪
♪ Dog barking in the yard at a truck we don't know. All we had was us. ♪
♪ Had a little bitty house and a lot of love, we had it all when we didn't have much. When we didn't have much. ♪
♪ I can still hear grandma reading, that red letter book of John. ♪
♪ I can still smell coffee in the kitchen, old Don Williams on. And there was dirt on daddy's clothes. ♪
♪ From putting that bacon on mama's stove. Dog barking in the yard at a truck we don't know. All we had was us. ♪
♪ Had a little bitty house and a lot of love, we had it all when we didn't have much. Had it all when we didn't have much. ♪
♪ Little bitty house and a lot of love, we had it all when we didn't have much. ♪
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