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CRiding along in a little red wagon
Papa tells jokes just to keep us a'laughing
AtFtached to the back of that dirty old rusty John CDeere
CWe bump along through the dirt in the garden
Our Emknees all bruised up and feet just as hard as the Frocks in the creek
Bed we walk on for hours on Cend
It's Gone of those days where I Fwant to be little aCgain
CWe wandered down every trail on that hillside
EmLearned every lesson by the light of the fireflies
FCreek's kinda cold, don't tip-toe, you gotta jump Cin
CWhen I get lonely I dream of the valley
EmKid shifting gears in a '63 Chevy
FMuscadine vines and the maple trees catching the Cwind
It's Gone of those days where I Fwant to be little aCgain
It's one of those Amdays when you wake up in Fsome broken city
With Cnothing but home on your Gmind
And all of these Amdays when they add up, they Famount to nothing
Like Call the ones you've left beGhind
CNow we're all grown and always of parted
But in Happy Valley is where it all started
It Fstill has my heart resting between those two AmhillsG
I Ctravel the world and see lots of places
EmSing lots of songs to all kinds of faces
But Fthat don't compare to adventures I had way back Cwhen
It's Gone of those days where I Fwant to be little aCgain
It's one of those Amdays when you wake up in Fsome broken city
With Cnothing but home on your Gmind
And all of these Amdays when they add up, they Famount to nothing
Like Call the ones you've left beGhind
It's Gone of those days where I Fwant to be little aCgain
It's Gone of those days where I Fwant to be little aCgain
It's Gone of those days where I Fwant to be little
CEm
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