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One rainy Dnight in Dalton they were talkin' in the bar
DAbout two bodies they'd been searching Afor
BeDhind old Samson's sawmill, the blood hounds found their Bmgrave
They were Dlayin' in that Ared Georgia Dclay
So DI just sat and listened and drank my whiskey down
I Dknew I'd never make it out of Atown
When a Dbig hand grabbed my shoulder, I started shakin' in my Bmboots
And I Dknew the time had Acome to tell the Dtruth
I Dsaid I followed them one evening when the sun was sinkin' low
I Dknew that loggin' shack was where they'd Ago
But when I Dwatched 'em love together, it was more than I could Bmtake
So I left them Dlayin' in that Ared Georgia Dclay
I may be Dhungry, Gcold and lDonely in Gthis ole prison Dcell
And when I die I guess I'll go to Ahell
But at Dleast I know she won't be runnin' 'round on me toBmday
Cause they're Dlayin' in the ARed Georgia Dclay
Arm and arm together, they both wanted it that way
So I left them layin' in that Red Georgia clay
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