VERSE 1 
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I don?t know the sound of my father?s voice 
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I don?t even know how he says my name 
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But it plays out like song on a jukebox in a bar 
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In the back of my head till it?s worrying machine 
 
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And in the cotton fields by the house where I was born 
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The leaves burn like effigies of my kin 
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And the trains run like snakes through the Pentecostal pines 
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Filled up with cotton and dime store gin 

[Refrão]
 I 
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Jacksonville,     how you burden in my soul 
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How you hold all my dreams captive 
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Jacksonville,      how you play with my mind 
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How my heart goes bad 
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Suffocating on the pines in Jacksonville