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Way down in Louisiana, you come off of your father's sugar farm
I like my coffee in the mornin', woman I'm crazy about my tea at night
I like my
Hey, country fresh off the farm
Hey, country, look at that cowboy hat
Hey, country, everybody sing
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Check it out, a small town,
Pigtails ,the days of dukes
Tan legs and cowboys boots
Cornfed red head elamay fine
US Double D great A pride
Fresh off the farm
Hot off
and she just came off the farm
(Strolling along Peachtree street, I'm happy as can be)
(I've gotta thank the state of Georgia, for my baby's family
he's living proof of a dying breed
His sons gone off to college
Learning skills that'll get him off the farm
And his wife just keeps it all inside
drama
A smile that would frighten the blind
The incubus freezes the mind
Fooled by his charm
Right off the farm
Sound might be duende's alarm
A GOOD TIME
SHE WALKS IN THEY ALL TURN THERE HEADS
ROCKIN' THEM DAISY DUKES
STRUTTIN' THEM BOOTS
WITH A GEORGIA PEACH TATTOO
YEAH SHE'S FRESH OFF THE FARM
to twist my arm to get me off the farm
Just say the word, I bet I beat you to the bar
I'm up for just about anything as long as it's almost legal
I can
SILENCE
IT'S SO PEACEFUL AND QUIET AND GRAY
I THINK I'LL JUST LIE HERE TODAY
THERE'S A BIG BLACK CAR GONNA TAKE ME OFF TO THE FARM
THERE'S A BIG BLACK CAR
stay off old Parchman Farm, yeah
We go to work in the mo'nin
Just a-dawn of day
We go to work in the mo'nin
Just a-dawn of day
Just at the settin'
would no longer suffice
On my daddy's deathbed, he gave me this advice
Get the hell off the farm
Get the hell off the farm
They done squeezed us out
Fresh off the farm just out of school
Face of an angel and nobody's fool
Turquoise boots Atlanta Braves hat
Denim and lace and you gotta love that
out and said that I would have to move my barn
They said the man next door was gonna subdivide his farm
They auctioned off my farm to build the state
To a boy from Indiana fresh off the farm
L.A. looks like heaven with its ever open arms
My mama said to watch yourself like mamas always do
Daddy
niggers
Get the fuck off my farm you dumb nigger
Ok ok damn, white cracker bitch
I didn't fucking know you were a racist nigga
This song was provided to you
Ooh, the calm before the storm
Waiting for the city to take me in her arms
Ooh, when I get off the farm
I'm hoping that the city will take me in her
She could never give up the homestead on the farm
Where they handed off tobacco in the big tobacco barn
And the long straight rows that ran
From
you tryin' to prove to who
I said, "Whoop-de-do"
Back when I was just fresh off the farm
Little Miss Naive met Mr. Charm
I froze up like a deer in
the whereabouts of your farm
We're off and unless we're blown into kingdom come
We won't be back until we've found your mum
But we don't even know where his
the fortune and the fame
I was better off before I tried to make myself a name
All the money that I blew through like some boot black off the farm
Could
stay off old Parchman Farm, yeah
We go to work in the mo'nin
Just a-dawn of day
We go to work in the mo'nin
Just a-dawn of day
Just at the settin'
the hall
To another restless night
As we center behind the eight ball
As we rock between the sheets
As we siphon the colored language
Off the farms
the hall
To another restless night
As we center behind the eight ball
As we rock between the sheets
As we siphon the colored language
Off the farms
the slain
Dancing the maypole
George Alf and Ben
Smiles for Lucy ,
Susan and Red haired
Jane
Day off the farm
A time to befriend
Showing off our
Prowess
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