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Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up but they never ask why
Daddy was a rolling, rolling stone he rolled away one day
and he never came home
It ain't hard to understand this ain't hitler's master plan
What it takes to be a man in my mind and in my brain
I roll it over like a steamin' freight train
It ain't hard to ascertain
You only see what you want to believe
When you light in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die will be the day I shut my mouth
And put down my guitar
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar
Get down on my knees and start to pray
Pray my itchy rash will go away
Back up y'all it ain't me
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all that I see
It's a hellified way to start your day
If I make you cry all night
Me and daddy are gonna have a fist fight
It ain't personal it ain't me
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I only hear what you told me to be
I'm a backward ass hillbilly
I'm dick butkiss
You know I lie
I get me an I'm a thief in the dark
I'm a rain machine I'm a triple rectified ass s.o.b
Rec-tite(tm) on my ass
And it makes me itch
I can see for miles and miles and miles
My broken heart makes me smile
In my mind in my brain I go back and go completely insane
It ain't personal
It ain't me
If I make you cry I might be your daddy at the end of the night
Take a loadfrom my big gun
You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back
You got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 the devils my best friend
Makes no difference it's all the same in the end

the Speed Limit was 45, I was doing 55 wo

Do you believe I would take such a thing with

is it because we got the 89 vision? and is it

I ain't no prophet I don't wanna cure no damn

Babe I was thinkin.. It's time we ran away, sounds so good

From under that great stone got to move From under that

Do you believe I would take such a thing with

Cold breeze, blow through me Blow out these dead leaves, and

There's a steel train comin' through I would take it if

Mucho gusto, me llamo Bradley, (Glad to meet you, my name

Tranlations are in [ ]'s No importa que se lleva, porque

Way way way back days the year 1983 Had to get a

Let me tell you about a girl I know Had a

Tellin' you right now, soon there will nothing to plow,

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Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up and they give it up and they give it up
But they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin' rollin' stone
He rolled away one day and he never came home
It ain't hard to understand
This ain't Hitler's master plan
What it takes to be a man
In my mind, in my brain
I roll it over like a steamin' freight train
It ain't hard to ascertain
You only see what you want to believe
When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
But the day that I die
Will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar
Get down on your knees and start to pray
Pray my itchy rash will go away
Back up y'all it ain't me
Kentucky Fried Chicken is all I see
It's a hellified way to start your day
If I make you cry all night
Me and daddy gonna have a fist fight
It ain't personal, it ain't me
I only hear what you told me to be
I'm a backward-ass hillbilly
I'm Dick Butkiss
You know I lie
I get mean, I'm a thief in the dark
I'm a ragin' machine
I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch
Rec-tite(tm) on my ass and it makes me itch
I can see for miles and miles and miles
My broken arm makes me smile
In my mind, in my brain
I go back and go completely insane
It ain't personal, it ain't me
If I make you cry I might
Be your daddy at the end of the night
Take a load from my big gun
You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back
I got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 the devil's best friend
It makes no difference
It's all the same in the end

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Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky  They give it up and they give it up and they give it up  But they never ask why  Daddy was a rollin' rollin' stone  He rolled away one day and he never came home  It ain't hard to understand  This ain't Hitler's master plan  What it takes to be a man  In my mind, in my brain  I roll it over like a steamin' freight train  It ain't hard to ascertain  You only see what you want to believe  When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve  That don't mean I can't hang  But the day that I die  Will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar  Sunday morning hold church down at the bar  Get down on your knees and start to pray  Pray my itchy rash will go away  Back up y'all it ain't me  Kentucky Fried Chicken is all I see  It's a hellified way to start your day  If I make you cry all night  Me and daddy gonna have a fist fight  It ain't personal, it ain't me  I only hear what you told me to be  I'm a backward-ass hillbilly  I'm Dick Butkiss  You know I lie  I get mean, I'm a thief in the dark  I'm a ragin' machine  I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch  Rec-tite(tm) on my ass and it makes me itch  I can see for miles and miles and miles  My broken arm makes me smile  In my mind, in my brain  I go back and go completely insane  It ain't personal, it ain't me  If I make you cry I might  Be your daddy at the end of the night  Take a load from my big gun  You only see what you want to believe  When you creep from the back  I got tricks up my sleeve  24/7 the devil's best friend  It makes no difference  It's all the same in the end

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