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a moonshine still In the North Carolina hills So down your can of bud You know we're here for your country thrills Hey yall Yeah we know how to party Hey
one's for who? Us, us, us, yes sir Who am I? Petey Pab' motherfucker First to put it down for North Carolina But guess what (what?), it's been worth
one's for who? Us, us, us, yes sir Who am I? Petey Pab' motherfucker First to put it down for North Carolina But guess what (what?), it's been worth
careful If you ever get to visit South Carolina Boy, right beside Tennessee, North Carolina Georgia, them South Carolina, boys Now if you ask me where I'm
neva gone break NORTH CAROLINA Bustas think its sweet when they come down Fuck around get lost wrong side of town Country shit You gone really hear dat
one's for who? Us, us, us! it's uhh.. [Petey Pablo] Who am I? Petey Pab motherfucker I'm The First puttin' it down for North Carolina But guess what?
Down in the country, amongst the pines Norfolk, virginia, near the north carolina line Down in the country, amongst the pines Norfolk, virginia,
Cherokee and Brison City And you get to a little place Called Maddy Hill in North Carolina But that isn't it! No Then you go up the wind You take
Carolina Where I belong I'm heading up the mountain I'm long gone To North Carolina Sing that outlaw song Keep your ass in Gator Town I'll shoot you down
the Appalachian Trail The Tallulah River runs through the North Georgia hills Right on the Border of North Carolina No other place you can find this kind of love
Chickens crowin' in an old pine tree Chickens crowin' in an old pine tree Chickens crowin' in an old pine tree Down in north carolina
Virginia country folks come out to play Run down to North Carolina make a stop in Greenville Head on over to Myrtle Beach, House Of Blues y'all know
Well, I was sent to a place in North Carolina To check up on a moonshine still When I got there to my surprise I could see a little light on the hill
Well, I was sent to a place in North Carolina To check up on a moonshine still When I got there to my surprise I could see a little light on the hill
Back in the hills oh slow rollin' hills Where North Carolina comes close to the stars There's livin' a lady who's shinin' so high They call her
Raleigh, North Carolina. The ship set down on the shore Of this uncharted desert island, Me and my people fanned out, I guess we settled down
course Has got my compass losing North And I need someone to remind me who I am Oh, Carolina can It was faded blue denim on Franklin Street A "He's
Talkin' bout North Carolina Oh, you want Chanel, we can arrange that Long as you keep throwin' that thing back In the Hills, that's where she stay at You
Friends this is a true story that happened in the hills of western North Carolina in the year 1928. This tragedy occured near the little town
a girl in North Carolina, I've never quite seen a girl look finer I can't explain how I feel when I see this chick from Chapel Hill She stares
a girl in North Carolina I've never quite seen a girl look finer I can't explain how I feel when I see this chick from Chapel Hill She stares at the singer
and gather round That old cabin back in the pines Where everything round there is fine Yeah there's a cabin in the pines Built on a hill in old Carolina It's
where I was born and this is where I'll die It's all about the south Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, Carolina Don't you wanna get down
where I was born and this is where I'll die It's all about the south Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana, Carolina Don't you wanna get down
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