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In the land of the crazies Gentlemen and ladies I was born But long gone the fish fry Long gone the moon pie Long gone Standing in the water My dresses soiled and seen Goodnight cottonlandia Get your ghosts off of me -Caroline Herring Lord I swear the perfume you wear Was made out of turnip greens And everytime I kiss you girl It tastes like pork and beans Even though you're wearin' them Citified high heels I can tell by your giant step You been walkin' through the cotton fields Oh, you're so down home girl
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