.Words and Music by Jim Mcbride
Iwas raised in the shadow of an old cotton mill, back when believin' was in
Style.
Smalltown heaven and a big-eyed boy made sweet music for a while.
My daddy worked hard down at the facotry.
Nights he went to G. I. School.
He didn't know no.
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