Key: C
Introduction:
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I've got a baby's clean conscience, I walk around with my head off
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And in the state of the big sky, the ground holds onto my grandpa's
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I'm always walking that one pace, I'm walking back, head off
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And in the state of the black feet, the dirt stores much of my family's
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I'm always walking that one way, the dirt stores much of my family
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I blew off my laundry, and my clothes hold onto the dirt, see
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And in the state of the black feet, I've got a baby's clean conscience
I walk around with my shoes off, and the ground holds on to my bad walk.