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Blue County

if I sleep I might not make it in this world of fools I might come up missin' if I'm slippin' in these County Blues Niggaz fuck around in they County Blues

It was Indiana, a summer day And I was three years old My momma said go out to play Well, I did what I was told She never saw it comin' When I turned

I'm not sayin', I feel sad about The way you broke my heart But the last time that I lost this bad I had to sell my car Somebody call me a doctor Somebody

They used to make me go to church, clip on tie, starch the shirt. I never heard the preacher's words all slouched down in that pew. These days going

Madeline rode away last night On a rockin' horse Straight into the pale moonlight Make believe of course What's a little girl of eight Supposed to do

At a red stop light in some sleepy town An old truck pulled up with the windows down That song from the past was playin' full blast And all at once

That ?73 Monte Carlo had a car load of Schlitz and innocence Half a pack of daddy?s cigarettes and a cassette of Jimmy Hendrix We parked beside the railroad

Everybody covets everybody lies Everybody?s done it some time in their lives We all slip, we don?t mean to That don?t mean you can?t make it right It

Shootin? Dr. Pepper cans with your brand new red Ryder That old folding lawn chair makes the perfect x-wing fighter Those no name baseball cards spinning