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Jack Botts
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Jack Botts
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Well her eyes A few sips through are open wide And that smile My oh my what a sight And her hair That long, blonde, curly, pretty hair Underneath the felt hat that runs down her back Oh up and back 'Cause she's the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night Talking to the stars asking if she's doing it right 'Cause she's all on her own and she's got herself for life 'Cause her mama left her and her papa's not around And she's just trying to find Her own ground Trying to find her own ground And when it gets cold She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers Yeah, oh when it gets cold And she says She showers with Jack Johnson on and "Taylor" was her favourite song 'Cause it made her feel like she belonged Oh she belonged 'Cause she's the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night Talking to the stars asking if she's doing it right 'Cause she's all on her own and she's got herself for life 'Cause her mama left her and her papa's not around And she's just trying to find Her own ground Just trying to find her own ground When it gets cold She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers And she says She showers with Jack Johnson on and "Taylor" was her favourite song 'Cause it made her feel like she belonged Oh she belonged
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