Capo 4 
 
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It was me and Smitty in some beat up jeans  
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We were crazy-ass kids like no one'd ever seen 
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Riding rusted-out bikes to the Stop-n-Go 
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For a can of snuff and some dirty magazines 
 
We grew up fast in a one light town 
Where it seems like the world was just a few miles round 
We were buying beer at 17  
On four bald tires and a fake ID  


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And I said Hey there brother do you know how the story goes 
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How'd we get so far so fast man it seems like no one knows 
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Hey there brother heaven knows how long it's been 
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Still nothin's changed 'round this old town You were always my best friend
 
 
 
Well I remember one night they threw Smitty in jail 
Used my dad's credit card to pay his bail 
Yea, Dad was cool and never said a thing 
Smitty gave him 60 bucks and a pint of Jim Beam 
Well, the very next night we were ridin' round 
Drivin' like hell through that one light town 
Yeah, that Jim Beam sure didn't last us long 
But with these things the way they were we couldn't go wrong 
 
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