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It's been a few years now since I've felt an urge to roam I been livin' up the holler watchin' my children grow I'm doin' just fine keepin' my mind, a daughter ain't a worry of mine I'm like a bull to the slaughter, a fish out of water every time I leave the wood line I'm lyin' low I'm lyin' low On the north side of the mountain reapin' what I sow I'm lyin' low I'm lyin' low In a better way than my Daddy minin' thirty inch coal I'm lyin' low If I keep runnin' with the masses I'll find myself in an early casket If there's water in the well don't go doin' somethin' drastic There's fruit on my vinе so bring on the wine I got so little timе I'll take what I got, save a few shots and [drive out on the decline?] I'm lyin' low I'm lyin' low On the north side of the mountain reapin' what I sow I'm lyin' low I'm lyin' low In a better way than my Daddy minin' thirty inch coal I'm lyin' low Letras de cancionesI'm lyin' low I'm lyin' low On the north side of the mountain where my [ginseng?] grows I'm lyin' low I'm lyin' low In a better way than my Daddy minin' thirty inch coal I'm lyin' low From Letras Mania