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This song always reminds me of when I lived in Georgia. In the rain the red clay would stick to your boots. The people were very keen on sizing you up right from the beginning. Wonderful people.
This song always reminds me of when I lived in Georgia. In the rain the red clay would stick to your boots. The people were very keen on sizing you up right from the beginning. Wonderful people.
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