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(J. Cain) Deep in a southern state Beneath some shady trees We had to lose our hats And hang out in the breeze I never sleep much I don't have time to rest my head Worn out my welcome Now the locals want me dead {I should have stayed in bed} The downbeat The dirty street Then one day the strangers meet And heaven is right before your eyes Down on the ocean floor You don't have time to think And if you cannot swim Well I guess you're gonna sink Or just drink drink drink Letras de cancionesThe downbeat The dirty street Then one day the strangers meet And heaven is right before your eyes Right before our eyes Deep in southern state Beneath some shady trees We had to lose our hats And hang out in the breeze {Would someone get that please} The downbeat The dirty streets Then one day the strangers meet And heaven is right before your eyes Heaven, heaven is right before your eyes (Thanks to Annick for these lyrics) From Letras Mania