Trevor McNamara — Country Corn

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He set me down beside the road, 
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That rumble to as far as I could see
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And all the time the rain fell down 
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And covered up the tears on your cheeks
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Making me sad
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Because I realized you are sand

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Wished that we could go back to the country corn 
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That grew so very high
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And love or life like pigeons 
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Flying up way to center of the sky
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Come sit down to and think about a love 
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And I'm looking to your eyes
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And I will see the country corn, 
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That pigeons, in the centre of the sky