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By Darrell Scott, I guess I’ve always known
I was in this for life
It’s
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By Darrell Scott, What if no one would kill for their religion
What if
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By Darrell Scott, I can feel it when the wind blowsStealing leaves out
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By Darrell Scott, Look at the hand that made the steelThat raised the
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By Darrell Scott, We walked all night in the pouring rainMade the coast
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By Darrell Scott, Old Joe Clark he made his mark when cotton was
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By Darrell Scott, Dad never started drinking ‘til he was thirty-fiveAnd once he
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By Darrell Scott, We had a fightAnd I walked the street for hoursWhen
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By Darrell Scott, I grew up on the Indiana side of ChicagoWith the
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By Darrell Scott, Dancin in the living room, cuttin' up a rugDancin' with
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By Darrell Scott, Take the skeleton from the closetShake the dust off of
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By Darrell Scott, Head south in the morning, just take off with no
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By Darrell Scott, I never had a sisterMe and four brothers made up
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By Darrell Scott, Sally took a ride with my kid brotherMade her sister
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By Darrell Scott, I wish I was a chaufferCalifornia, New Year's EveDriving around
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By Darrell Scott, I got rice cooking in the microwaveI got a three
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By Darrell Scott, It ain't love, it ain't money that makes this world
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By Darrell Scott, Rise up Lazarus, get out of that graveRise and shine
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By Darrell Scott, She's the sweetest when she's sleepingI've watched her many timesShe'll
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By Darrell Scott, He left Boston in December for New MexicoDetermined to forget
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By Darrell Scott, I was born and raised in my father's houseCan catching
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By Darrell Scott, She was found in her bedroom with a note on
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By Darrell Scott, It’s been rainy and windy for seven days straightI’ve been
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By Darrell Scott, My love she takes a needle and a threadWith abox
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By Darrell Scott, Well, I just talked to Rudy on the p-h-o-n-e, said
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By Darrell Scott, I'm southern born and corn bredMy folks are just the
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By Darrell Scott, A farmboy from Kentucky HillsLearned to play guitar for his
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By Darrell Scott, I walked into the lounge of the Windsor Arms HotelWhere
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By Darrell Scott, He was not my father’s brotherBut he wished that he
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By Darrell Scott, When There's No One AroundThis is the song that nobody