A Hundred Years Ago Sittin’ round the fire hearth, everyone there. They’ve all near gone, the memory’s here. Livin’ off the moonshine. Dancin’ the Cotton Eye Joe, tradin’ stories all night. a hundred years ago Sarah comin’ on. stokin’ my needin’ pains. Long haul dreamin’ time, drivin’ through them rains. Livin’ off the moonshine. Dancin’ the Cotton…
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