G-d-g

D-g



Be my sweet potato

Be my honey lamb

Dance around the campfire

Hang around a while



Well, i been caught stealin'

Someone else's vibe,

Everybody loves or hates us,

But we're still alive



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Well wake up in the morning

Cup of coffee, grab your bags

Jump into the caddie

'cause this tourin' ain't a drag.

They say overrated, educated

I suppose a little jaded.

When i get off this

I think i'm gonna have to be sedated.

So be my sweet potato,

I'll be your honey lamb,

Give me some black tupelo,

I been caught again. shit!



I went to new york city,

But then i come right back,

Everyone was cool there,

I couldn't get no slack

You seen me in the papers,

You seen me in the voice,

I think i'd stay in dixie,

If i had the choice.



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