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It don't matter where you came from | We're all singing to the same songs (let's go) | Wagon wheel and chicken fried
It don't matter where you came from We're all singing to the same songs (let's go) Wagon wheel and chicken fried Take me back to Friday nights, with Good friends at 2 a.m. Just drinking 'round some fire Baton Rouge and days go by To sweet home Alabama drives, now These are the soundtracks to the stories of my life And I know wherever I go These songs will always take me home, so We're all singing to the same songs 'Cause they're the ones that we grew up on They take us back to where we came from (so) We're all singing to the same songs (hey) Ah, to the same songs Redneck woman, nine to five To hit me baby one more time, yeah We're the girls that ran the world in pickup trucks And if you played that Zac Brown, Little Big Town Cranked all the way up With the windows rolled down in your hometown Then you were just like us (so) We're all singing to the same songs 'Cause they're the ones that we grew up on They take us back to where we came from (so) We're all singing to the same songs (hey) Ah, to the same songs Ah, here we go And I know wherever I go These songs will always take us home (so) We're all singing to the same songs (c'mon) 'Cause they're the ones that we grew up on (aw yeah) They take us back to where we came from (so) We're all singing to the same songs (hey) We're all singing to the same songs (ah, to the same songs) 'Cause they're the ones that we grew up on (that we grew up on) They take us back to where we came from (so) We're all singing to the same songs
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