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Rural Route Chris Knight Intro: F////////B////////F////////B////////
I built a Ffire up on the hill, I Bsat in the woods and drank my fill Talked to FGod all night, Btook another shot at setting me right Then I Cwalked down to the Froad , filled a Bbeer can full of F.22 holes Then I Csaid goodbye, yeah I Bsaid goodbye
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I'd go Cback but I can't go Fhome, cause the river is Bup and the road is Fclosed and there Cain't no telFephone.........at my Bmother's house and all the Clights are out......down on the rFural route B
There Fain't much of nothin' left, this Bplace where I became myself FGhosts and memories, I'd Bwalk on by , but they'd follow me I seen CPenny on down the Froad, asking Bif I'd seen my Fbrother I Cjust said no.....well I guess I'd Bbetter go
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I'd go Cback but I can't go Fhome, cause the river is Bup and the road is Fclosed and there Cain't no teleFphone.........at my Bmother's house and all the Clights are out......down on the Frural route B
I built a Ffire up on the hill, I Bsat in the woods and drank my fill Talked to FGod all night, Btook another shot at setting me right Then IC'd just walFk away, ain't Bnothin here I Fwant to remember Canyway... Least nBot today
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I'd go Cback but I can't go Fhome, cause the river is Bup and the road is Fclosed and there Cain't no teleFphone.........at my Bmother's house and all the Clights are out......down on the rFural route
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