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Chicken On The Ground

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Introdução:

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                There's an old familiar hillside overlooking Emhouse,Texas
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                Where i left some childhood memories layin' round
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                I can almost hear the singing,i can still remember praying
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                At them old campground meetings eatin' chicken on the ground
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                With them hallelujahs ringin',everybody shoutin',singin'
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                Give me that old time religion,Jesus loves me,this i know
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                When life was finger-lickin' good and God lived in our neighborhood
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                At them old campground meetin's eatin' chicken on the ground
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                I can still remember feelin' all that happiness inside me
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                When i praised the Lord and laid my burdens down
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                But that chicken must have tasted better than the word of God
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                'Cause it went slippin' through my fingers and rollin' on the ground
Chorus.
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                I reckon everyone of us can call back or remember
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                When the taste and smell of youth was all around
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                And i reckon in our own way everyone of us is payin' now
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                For eatin' chicken   and not listenin' to old Parson Brown
Chorus (x3).