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They came in thinkin' top dollar | To that old cotton crop farmer | They knocked on his screen door, and he said
They came in thinkin' top dollar To that old cotton crop farmer They knocked on his screen door, and he said "Lord, what you need, boys," and they said "You know all the others went and cashed out We got the subdivision all mapped out It'll sit right here on this land And you can leave town a rich man" And he said, "Boys, whatever you're offerin', it won't be enough 'Cause I got a little girl that used to swing right there I still see her pink bow in her brown hair She's in the big city, but she still calls home What's she gonna do if she comes back, and we're gone? And over there, under that wide oak tree Beneath the cross is where my best buddy's buried Lasted 13 huntin' season runnin' strong Keep your money 'cause a man can't leave his dog And over there is where I got down on one knee You can't buy that kind of dirt cheap" One man smiled and he kinda looked away The other said, "Before we go, I gotta know one thing Between the droughts and the floods through all the years What in the world got you through? How the hell'd you get here?" And he said "That little girl that used to swing right there I still see her pink bow in her brown hair Runnin' up after one of them long days A big smile makin' every little worry fade And over there, under that wide oak tree Beneath the cross, where my best buddy's buried All them huntin' seasons freezin' in a Jon boat Me and him, double-barrel and a two-stroke And that woman that said yes when I got down on one knee Yeah, you can't buy that kind of dirt cheap" No, it ain't somethin' you fall into It's somethin' God gives you And you hold on to Just like that little girl who used to swing right there I still see her pink bow in her brown hair She's in the big city now, but she still calls home She's comin' back next week, and man, it's been too long And over there, under that wide oak tree Beside the cross, where my best buddy's buried Lays a puppy posted up in the shade That woman never could turn away a stray I guess this's why she said, "Yes" when I got down on one knee Oh, long as all this is here, why the hell would I ever leave? And you can't buy that kind of dirt cheap
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