Written by Melvin Knoblett - 2016
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| I was | born in the country on the | other side of that | mason dixon l | ine. |
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| In | all of my yankee s | choolin', I swear I never h | eard of a musca | dine. |
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| I got a l | etter from Uncle S | am cordially inv | iting me to Viet | nam |
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| So, when I g | ot back to the r | eal world Lord, I found a p | lace I could u | nders | tand. |
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| I c | ame to the south with a w | ife and child for a l | ife down in the New O | rleans. |
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| I w | orked real hard and p | layed hard too and d | anced on the Mississippi Q | ueen. |
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| I g | ot good news - I s | till had a job. But, it was | up in Birming | ham. |
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| Now I'm a t | ransplanted yankee that's t | urned into A | labama g | uitar m | an. |
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| 'Cause I'm a t | ransplanted yankee that's t | urned into A | labama g | uitar m | an. |