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 elses vibe,
Everybody loves or hates us,
But were 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 aint a drag.
They say overrated, educated
I suppose a little jaded.
When I get off this
I think Im gonna have to be sedated.
So be my sweet potato,
Ill 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 couldnt get no slack
You seen me in the papers,
You seen me in the voice,
I think Id stay in dixie,
If I had the choice.
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