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Memories of East Texas and pine-green rolling hills
(play same as above)
Covered in the springtime with golden daffodils
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Rowing on Sandy lake come April, harvesting hay in June
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Sitting by the road watching wild fires burn by an old October moon
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I learned to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads
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And I mean to tell you my friend they weren't no easy roads
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You had to watch out for all the curves down by Kelsey Creek
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And detour through the Lindsay's pasture when the waters ran too deep
Verse 2 played the same as verse 1
Memories of East Texas and of Gilmer, county seat of Upshur
Looking back and asking myself ``What the hell did you let them break your spirit for?''
Their lives ran in circles so small, they thought they'd seen it all
And they couldn't make a place for a girl who'd seen the ocean
Chorus
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Verse 3
But those memories of East Texas and those pine-green rolling hills
Covered in the springtime with wild daffodils
Sitting in those Piney woods, playing my guitar
Thinking back on the roads I'd come, thinking I had not come that far
Chorus
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