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He'd popped the clutch on that old red Ford
My daddy would holler and run to the door
Dust would fly as we flew down
That old gravel driveway
And lookin' back I can't believe
He let me run with a boy like him, He said 'You better get her back by ten or there'll be hell to pay'
I can still feel his lips on mine
It's all so real
But lost in time
Ain't that just like a dream
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