INTRO
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VERSE 1
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I'd like to share old memories and talk about my hometown 
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She was a good time place thru a little boys eyes so amazed at what he saw 
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Like an Indian man with his hair in braids and a feather just for show 
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His black-eyed baby at his mama's breast by the stove in the general store 
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You could still get stuck on main street in the spring in a heavy rain 
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Play hide and seek in the alley in back of the Chinaman's café 
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And the farmer's wives went shoppin while the men folk spent some time 
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At a place they called the ten cent store cause a beer just cost a dime 
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And a fist fight just outside that door would always draw a crowd 
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It never once occurred to me why the women weren't allowed 
 
CHORUS
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He was ten years old and barefoot he never had a care 
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Mother natures keepin time she don't always keep it fair 
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Now I've got the time to write some lines bout the happy times I knew 
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And being ten years old and barefoot was the best that I could do 
 
VERSE 2
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Now the barbershop and poolroom they were one and the very same 
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With a board across the barbers chair you could watch them play the game 
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Layin pennies on the railway tracks when the passengers came thru 
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And I swear that a thousand gophers stared down the barrel of my twenty-two 
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At hockey games and cowboy shows was our chance to make some noise 
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And I know that every friend I had thought the girls were the same as the boys 
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We didn't know bib overalls would someday be in style 
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Boredom was a word that I wouldn't know for quite awhile 
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So it don't matter where you live, it don't matter where you die 
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Stay ten years old and barefoot until your eighty five 
 
CHORUS
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He was ten years old and barefoot he never had a care 
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Mother natures keepin time she don't always keep it fair 
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Now I've got the time to write some lines bout the happy times I knew 
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And being ten years old and barefoot was the best that I could do