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Born in the shadows of a turpentine still
Raised up believin' that a man shouldn't kill

Mom and dad taught me to work hard for things I might need
They made me part of a Vanishing Breed...


Yellow flickering light from a kerosene lamp hangin' down
Reminds me of home in the middle of a piney wood saw mill town
A six mile walk to school with a blanket of frost on the clay

And a brand new shirt from a flour sack to wear o church meetin' day

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I've got fond memories of meals mom cooked on a wood burnin' stove
And I've heard my dad have to beg for a little more credit at the gentleman's store

For we were poor but in the company house where we lived there was no rent
But, we had love most folks can't buy with all of the money they've spent


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They made me part of a Vanishing Breed