.Spanish moss is still in the heat of a carolina moon
Dogs barking in the night, a lonely lady
Slowly trails a broom
Her man is gone and the grass
Well it ain't been mowed for days
When did those years full of song play out
Wet is the color of her face
Color of her face
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