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there's some things that i can't change, i still got a mountain on my license plate, every hat i wear says i'm proud of where i come from, yeah i still bleed black and red, got all the same buddies i had when i left, that city limit sign we stole that night, you bet i got it here hanging up, these boots have walked down every dirt georgia road, that old flora-bama man it never gets old, up in tennessee its always gonna be, country music and ol j, i guess those small town ties are stronger than time, it'll be that way until the day i die, when i get back no matter where i go, i'll be holding on to home, i wanna hear about the fights who won who lost, hear all about the big buck my buddy got, hear the family still being family, disagree just to disagree, yeah i left all of that for this, playing my guitar for beer and tips, i love where i been i'll probably go again, but ill carry my little town with me, these boots have walked down every dirt georgia road, that old flora-bama man it never gets old, up in tennessee its always gonna be, country music and ol j, i guess those small town ties are stronger than time, it'll be that way until the day i die, when i get back no matter where i go, i'll be holding on to home, down in tuscaloosa it's all roll tide, new york and vegas theyre fun for a night, but the place i love i can't get there much, but i can get right back to that state of mind, these boots have walked down every dirt georgia road, that old flora-bama man it never gets old, up in tennessee its always gonna be, country music and ol j, i guess those small town ties are stronger than time, it'll be that way until the day i die, when i get back no matter where i go, i'll be holding on to home

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Artist: bryant, jacob