.Where'd that dirt-faced barefoot rebel kid go?
He's still crawdad fishin' at the waterin' hole
I must have turned eighteen and drove away
After all these years, I'm finding my way
Oh, back to climbin' up that old oak tree
Back to the mud underneath my feet
Back to.
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