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Trailer Choir

I?m on a haystack kickin? back three bails high A flatbed stage and a full moon light Party on the farm all night long With the moonshine flowin' till

Well, I miss my Mama and all of my friends And that tiny little town I grew up in Will always be where I call home But I've sacrificed so many years To

She's got her hair pulled back into pigtails Servin' up lunches and mixin' up cocktails For business men in business suits All week long she's droppin

There's a million different types of girls All around the world and they're all so beautiful No one knows any better than me 'Cause I stare so constantly

It's the hard knocks, It's the long shots, It's believin in yourself when you're all you got. You don't turn back, Don't give in, Rising up to see the

There?s a million different types of girls all around the world and they?re all so beautiful No one knows any better than me ?cuz I stare so constantly

Verse 1 On a haystack kickin` back three bails high Flat bed stage and a full moon light Party on the farm all night long With the moon shine flowin