My Neck of the Woods

Grandpa's down
 By the two lane
 In the blazing sun
 Or pouring rain
 Sells tomatoes
 From the back
 Of his pickup truck
 Reads the Bible line for line
 While sipping on
 Some homemade wine
 That's who he is
 And what he does
 He's just like us
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 My dad's got
 A crippled hand
 A casualty of Vietnam
 But he's still down
 At the sawmill every day
 Oh, and first thing
 'Fore the break of dawn
 Mama's got his eggs
 And coffee on
 My whole life
 It's been that way, yea
 We come from
 Back in the hollers
 We got sweat
 On our blue collars
 The living's hard
 But the living's good
 You see God sent
 The heavens down
 And hung 'em 'round
 My neck of the woods
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 Just as sure as the river flows
 We take care of our own
 Step right up when someone needs a friend
 Last year on the Johnson farm
 A fire wiped out the house and barn
 The whole town showed up
 To build 'em back again, all right
 We come from
 Back in the hollers
 We got sweat
 On our blue collars
 The living's hard
 But the living's good
 You see God sent
 The heavens down
 And hung 'em 'round
 My neck of the woods
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 We come from
 Back in the hollers
 We got sweat
 On our blue collars
 The living's hard
 But the living's good
 You see God sent
 The heavens down
 And hung 'em 'round
 My neck of the woods
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 You see God sent
 The heavens down
 And hung 'em 'round
 My neck of the woods
 Yea