Backyard Symphony

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GONNA TELL YOU 'BOUT A PICKIN' PARTY C WN ON THE LOWER FORTY
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BACK OF GRANDMA'S PACE . SHE INVITED FRIENDS AND NEIGHBORS
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FROM A HUNDDD  E LES A ROUND AND I WISH YOU COULD HAVE SEEN HER FCE
WHEN THE FOLKS STARTED SHOWIN' UP WITH MANC LINS AND PICNIC LUNCHES
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TO HAVE A BIG OLD TIME. THEY'ER PICKIN' TUNES THAT COULD
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TUG YOUR HEART STRINGS, B NGIN' SONGS THAT COULD MAKE YOU CRY

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IT WAS A ROUGH CUT RHAPSODY, FULL OF HOMEMADE HARMONY
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MUBC  THAT COULD SET YOU FDE , IT WAS A BACK YARD SYMPHONY

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WELL, WE PUSHED BACK THE CHAIRS AND WE DANCED A FEW SQUAD S
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THAT A STED INTO THE NEXT DAY. MY AUNTIE JANE WAS THE CALLER
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AND HOW SHE COULD HOLLER. SHE DIDN'T EVEN USE THE PA
I WAS JUST A KID, BUT DANCIN' IS WHAT I DID. I COULD STEP UP TO
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BEAT THE BAND. THE MUBC  HELPED TO MAKE THE MAGIC WHEN I HELD
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MY DARLI'N BY THE HAND

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IT WAS A ROUGH CUT RHAPSODY, FULL OF HOMEMADE HARMONY
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MUBC  THAT COULD SET YOU FDE , IT WAS A BACK YARD SYMPHONY

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MUST'A BEEN A C ZEN FIDDLES AND A PECK OF GUITARS AND UNCLE
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BUBBA BROUGHT THE OLD STRING BASS. WE SANG OLD SONGS AND
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NEW SONGS, HAPPY SONGS, TRUE SONGS, KIDS A RUNNIN' EVERYPACE .
THEN IT GOT KINDA MELLO. MAMA PA YED THE CHELLO.
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DAD WAS ON THE EDGE OF TEARS. SHE PA YED AN OLD COUNTRY WALTZ
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AND LOTS OF FOLKS DANCIN' CLOSE HADN'T HELD EACH OTHER
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THAT WAY FOR YEARS.

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IT WAS A ROUGH CUT RHAPSODY, FULL OF HOMEMADE HARMONY
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MUBC  THAT COULD SET YOU FDE , IT WAS A BACK YARD SYMPHONY

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NOW I USED TO PA Y THE FIDDLE, I DANCED QUITE A LITTLE, BUT NOW I
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PA Y THE RADIO. I'M GETTIN' OLDER, I'M AILIN', MY BODY IS F ILIN'
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MY EYES AND EARS AD  STARTING TO GO, BUT DGA RDLESS OF AGE
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THED  AD  THINGS THAT C N'T CHANGE. IF I LIVE TO BE ONE HUNDDD
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AND TEN. THE MEMORY'S DEEP IN MY HEART AND ANYTIME THAT I
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WANT I CLOSE MY EYES AND BE THED  AGAIN.

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IT WAS A ROUGH CUT RHAPSODY, FULL OF HOMEMADE HARMONY
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MUBC  THAT COULD SET YOU FDE , IT WAS A BACK YARD SYMPHONY
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IT WAS A ROUGH CUT RHAPSODY, FULL OF HOMEMADE HARMONY
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MUBC  THAT COULD SET YOU FDE , IT WAS A BACK YARD SYMPHONY
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BY NOW YOU KNOW IT MEANT A LOT TO ME, OUR LITTLE BACK YARD....., BACK YARD SYMPHONY

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