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    "Five Generations Of Rock County Wilsons" Lyrics

    John Anderson

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    It seems like overnight the town of Red River
    Was suddenly full of strange men
    Who wore suits in the summer and stood on the dirt roads
    Trying to hold their maps in the wind

    And some of them smiled
    And some of them didn't
    And none of them came back again

    After five generations of Rock Country Wilsons
    The last fifty acres, apparently didn't
    Mean a damn thing to them

    I stood on the hill overlooking Red River
    Where my momma and her momma lay
    And listened to the growling of the big diesel cat
    As they tore up the wood's where I played

    And I said, momma forgive me
    That I'm almost glad
    That you're not here today

    After five generations of Rock Country Wilsons
    See the last fifty acres in the hands of somebody
    That would actually blow it away

    You know the bus station in the town of Red River
    Used to be the general store
    But now they got a new one and you know that's okay
    If a bus is what you're looking for

    So early one morning
    When the sun cut red
    I got up with the dawn

    After five generations of Rock County Wilsons
    The last one just climbed on a big old gray dog
    And was gone
    This song was submitted on December 31st, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by John Scott Sherrill.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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