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In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
(Bob Ferguson)

Carroll County's pointed out as kind of square 
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair 
And I guess that's why it seemed
(Bob Ferguson)

Carroll County's pointed out as kind of square 
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair 
And I guess that's why it seemed
In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon, 
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade, 
And all
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon,
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade,
And all
would Bob do?

I was knocking on the pearly gates, made of precious stone
Looked kind of other worldly, inside there was a throne
I was let in by
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well,
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well,
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well,
on the Jasper County clay
Couldn't wash away all the love we made.
Just you and me down that old dirt road,
No one saw a thing,
Except for the Georgia Rain.
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn.

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Way up north by the ice bound ocean
 I was born        I was born
Way up north in the Merrimack county
 That's my home         that's my home
to welcome y'all to where I been born, 
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!) 
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know? 
You got them boys that pass by in
to welcome y'all to where I been born, 
(ey Khaled spin that up dog!) 
I been raised
In the County of Dade, you know? 
You got them boys that pass by in
Way up north by the ice bound ocean
I was born I was born
Way up north in the Merrimack county
That's my home that's my home

When I was younger
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

"And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?"
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old G-M-C
We had some moonshine whiskey
And some of Bob's homegrown 
We were so
that pass by in them old school chevies wit the top downs, 
Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake, 
Then they look at you wit
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

"And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the green river where paradise lay?"
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown 

We were so
times that my memory drew warn

And daddy won't me take me back to Mulingburg County
Down by the green river where Paradise lay
He said, "I'm sorry my son
Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
One evening last July
Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She
guitar bum whose name I never knew

Old School Nashville, Harlan Howard, Bob McDill
Tom T Hall go drink your fill and blow us all away

There was this
to use me
Pretty little black-eyed Suzie
Playing hooky with my heart all the time
Living with her funky family
In a derelict old alley
Down by the river