That Old Southern Store
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(verse 1)
It was a cold Sunday morn, back in 1704 on my way to that store. Where I saw her before, on that one sunday morn.
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(chorus 1)
But she has been dancing around me for too long it seems. and i'm never gonna let that go, not any more.
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(verse 2)
But I acted like a fool, not knowin what todo at that old southern store. As I walked out that door, with my bag on the floor.
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(chorus 2)
I turned around, But she was there no more. So I turned and walked away on Nov. 28 on that one sunday morn.
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(verse 3)
Now it's 1804, that one day I rode to that Old Southern Store. But the reason why I rode was, my dad broke my nose, when he shoved me through that dusty old door.
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(chorus 3)
I was battered and brusied, from my head to my shoes. And I saw her there, right on those staires to that Great Old Southern Store, where I met her before.
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(verse 4)
Right beside my Old Red Ford, on that cold sunday morn. and I swore i'd never go back, cause I almost broke my back.
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(chorus 4)
When I lifted that hefty sack, And I knew it'd be my last. When I was laid to rest, But at least I was well-dressed. On the day I took my last breath.
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(verse 5)
Now it's 1904, on a slow Sunday morn at That Old Souther Store, with my soles worn to the core. I couldn't afford to buy any more.
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(chorus 5)
so I set them down, and started to frown. My feet would go numb before she would come. To my side and help me inside, and allways be by my side.
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(verse 6)
I wanted to run, but I was too dumb. And I broke my thumb trying to run. But she made me feel numb, like i was loved. Now I stand here you see, with you speaking to me.
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this song talks about 3 sons, who are all related, but passing on a story to the next son.
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