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Pirate Flag Texte
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Well I come from a little bitty, homegrown small town,
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Smoky Mountains, nice place to hang around.
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Moonshine, that's where they make it,
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Put it in a jug, makes you wanna get naked.
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But I jumped on a greyhound bus one night
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And took it all the way to the end of the line.
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Stepped out in the sun, when my feet hit the sand
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What a long strange trip
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I spent my whole life running around
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Still let the wind kinda blow me around
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Well I dropped a note in a bottle
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To a long-legged model
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And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
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A pirate flag and an island girl
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Well my friends back home think I've gone and lost my mind
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Take a sip of rum and you really would know why
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Jolly Roger flying on the picnic table
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Blender in the kitchen, willin' and able
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Don't know what makes you say What the hell
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But when the salt air catches a hold of that sail
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Something 'bout it makes her just wanna dance
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And she loves to dance
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I spent my whole life running around
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Still let the wind kinda blow me around
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Well I dropped a note in a bottle
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To a long-legged model
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And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
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A pirate flag and an island girl
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Pirate flag and an island girl
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Well I remember back home 'neath the big ol' moon
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Tucked back in the woods, yea life was good
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But here we are in a local bar and drinkin' shooting stars
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I might spend my whole life running around
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Still let the wind kinda blow me around
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Well I dropped a note in a bottle
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To a long-legged model
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And I traded it in for a whole 'nother world
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A pirate flag and an island girl
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A pirate flag and an island girl
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A pirate flag and an island girl
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A pirate flag and an island girl
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A pirate flag and an island girl
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