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Well, when the wind blows down in Cisco, Texas You know you better hunt you a hole But there's always some mighty friendly faces Waiting to greet you at the door Hot country biscuits in the morning time Hello Mr. Jackrabbit, Mr. Mesquite Tree I'm 29 years from Cisco, Texas But I really haven't gone anywhere at all Come a long, long way from Rankin, Texas And the day when my daddy played People would come from miles around Bring the food and just stay and stay And every time I think of the days gone by I can't help but feel a little sad 'Cause I think of all the years and miles and the tears And I hear the voice of my granddad Good country picking going down every night Good clean living underneath the starry skies I'm 29 years from Rankin, Texas But I really haven't gone anywhere at all No, I really haven't gone anywhere at all No, I really haven't gone anywhere at all |