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AI've been a thrill seeking rambler
And often came into this tEown
But the thrills were too high for my little sky
So I dAug in and I'Eve settled doAwn
And I got a good job in Nashville
No way they can pay me enoEugh
For griAndin' up tobacco leDaves Making bErut and snAuff
DSouthern comfort is Ekillin' mAe
DI'm slowly chokin' in TennAessee
I shovel the snuff until lEate afternoon
Then I crAawl with the trafDfic and I chEoke on its fuAmes
And fDall on the face when I get to my rAoom
DSouthern comfort is Ekillin' Ame
AI met a woman in Nashville
For a while we were carryin' Eon
She'd washed snuff out of my shirts every night
And kAeep me with clEean ones oAn
But I guess she got tired of tobacco
At least of the regular kiEnd
Now IA'm still workin' where nicoDtine
And memories are buErnin' in my mAind
And SDouthern comfort is kEillin' Ame
The CuDmberland cannot enhermit eAach bee
I'm sniffin' and dippin' and liEvin' alone
I smell fuAnny smoke and I know whDere she's gone
She's in sEome other county now proAving her own
SDouthern comfort is kiEllin' Ame SoDuthern comfort is kiEllin' Ame
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