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Well it's a two bar town, there's one gas station Three hundred people is the population It's thirty miles to civilization Thirty miles to food and medication Three hundred people, Three hundred lives Three hundred people, gettin' by Three hundred people, one stop sign Three hundred people with the fear of God in their eye Well you can't be caught if you can't be seen People been talkin' about that house down the street Behind them bushes and untrimmed trees Someone been cookin' up some methamphetamine You ain't hidin' from me And the river's our source of trouble and fun If it gets too high, get ready to run Cuz there's three hundred people, a thousand guns If shit hits the fan we'll be ready and gone, well It's all right, everything's okay If the world collapses not much'll change Cuz we can grow our own food anyway We'll fish hunt 'n harvest all damn day Three hundred people, Three hundred lives Three hundred people, gettin' by Three hundred people, one stop sign Three hundred people with the fear of God in their eye Well now I live under city lights And the days move just as fast as the nights And when I lay myself to sleep I pray the Lord grant me a little peace Cuz the city's dirty, it's loud, the city's mean The longer I live here the more I dream To be back home where I can breathe See stars shine while I sing Three hundred people, Three hundred lives Three hundred people gettin' by Three hundred people, one stop sign Three hundred people with the fear of God