[Intro]

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     I had to leave the country
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Though there was some nice folk there
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And now I don't know where I'm going
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All I know is I'll hit the ground running

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Bony cowboys and southern gentlemen
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Betting women that'll never bend
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They ride the roads 'til they bend
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'Til they bend, to their dead ends

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I was raised in a pit of snakes
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Blink your eyes, I was raised on cake
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I couldn't memorize a century of slang
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Or tell the same story again and again and again

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Bitterness ---- is a low of sin
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Bitter man rots from within
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I've seen his smile, yellow and brown
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Bitterness ---- has brought him down

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Hit the ground running
                D
Hit the ground running
                A
Hit the ground running

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