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Irrigation running in the neighbors yard Canal bon fire by the Mellon's farm Big ol' muffler, slow ass car Baking, making cookies on the asphalt tar Yeah, you know who you are Arizona boy from a town ain't taught no grammar We put up with the dust when we get down on the hammer Back breaking, blue collar, hell raising It's a military town-we lose our shit but mind our manners You could either find me shooting dove in the sand Or on the Colorado floating with a beer in my hand This sun burn on the back of my neck is southern Arizona Red We make a lot of noise, say grace, and kiss our grandmas Ain't a scurred of the work-I put the hurt on the hammer Not even hell is hotter Don't drink the river water Praying for rain, but that don't ever change the matter Lettuce, wheat, and cabbage spread all over the land Soy esse wedo con carne asada taco in my hand This sun burn on the back of my neck is southern Arizona Red This sun burn on the back of my neck is southern Arizona Red Irrigation running in the neighbor's yard Canal bon fire by the Mellon's farm Big ol' muffler, slow ass car Baking, making cookies on the asphalt tar Yeah, you know who you are This sun burn on the back of my neck This sun burn on the back of my neck is southern Arizona Red
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