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Where the sun dont shine.
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Cody Cannon
Cody Cannon
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Cody Tate
Cody Tate
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John Jeffers
John Jeffers
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Jeff Hogg
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Gary Brown
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Kristen Roers
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Cody Cannon
Cody Cannon
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Cody Tate
Cody Tate
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Aaron Raitiere
Aaron Raitiere
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Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
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Will Brierre
Will Brierre
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Stretching that fence all day long Post hole digger and a come along Sweating out a living in the Texas heat My money's running thin and life ain't cheap This hard work ain't cutting it lately Repo man calling all the time This honest wage ain't savin us baby So I'm setting up shop where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine gonna take my time Headed back to the holler gotta make a dime With some corn, pressure and copper line Gonna make a better living where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine Single mom back against the wall Child support ain't paid at all Shakin them bones from 7 to 3 Doing what it takes to make ends meet Miss minimum wage wasn't cutting it lately Down and out had to draw the line Waiting tables wasn't raising a baby Now she's swinging on a pole where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine gonna lose her mind Dancing on the stage in the neon lights With a swing, a shake, a shimmy to the side Gonna make a better living where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine Used to have a good job at the factory Until he lost his legs to an IED Worries all day about the lights staying on His wife took off when the money was gone And his real life ain't cutting it lately Never was the fightin kind And Uncle Sam ain't saving your papers So he's cookin it up where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine let the red smoke climb Battery acid, bathtub kind Shootin and scoopin them Sudafed lines Turnin powder into cash where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine Where the sun don't shine
Writer(s): Raitiere Aaron, Cody Cannon, Cody Tate Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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