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Sunday In The South

アーティスト:Shenandoah  アルバム:Shenandoah  作詞:BOOKER JAY  作曲:BOOKER JAY 

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Mill worker houses lined up in a row, another southern sunday morning blow Beneath the steeple all the people have begun shakin' hands with the man who grips the gospel gun While the quiet prayer, the smell of dinner on the ground heals up the morning air, ain't nothin' sweeter around I can almost hear my mama pray: "Oh lord forgive us when we doubt," another sacred sunday in the south A ragged rebel flag flies high above it all popping in the wind like an angry cannon ball The holes of history are cold and still, but they smell the powder burnin' and they probably always will And on the old town square under the barber shop pole, they sat me up in the chair


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