Oh southern star how I wish you would shine And show me the way to get home Well I'm blue-collar branded and stuck in a mill Hard work is a way of life
Oh, southern star, how I wish you would shine And show me the way to get home Well I'm blue-collar branded and stuck in a mill Hard work is a way of life
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Round Ole Baugh Road it?s a great place kids to grow Some grow up and move away Most of us decide to stay Round the ole?Baugh Road Hard working mom
Well northern Georgia Highway Fourty One Beside the carpet mills and the gas stations There was a music store slash radio shack With the sound of dreamers
Oh, southern star, how I wish you would shine And show me the way to get home Well I'm blue-collar branded and stuck in a mill Hard work is a way of
Song, song of the south Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth Gone, gone with the wind There ain't nobody looking back again Cotton on the roadside,
If I had you we'd run like gypsies in the wind If I had you we'd count the stars all one by one If I had you we's sail the seven seas as one We'd be
We didn't know that times were lean Around our home the grass was green It didn't seem like things were all that bad I bet we walked a thousand miles