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I've never had a pair of shoes that weren't all hand-me-downs
And daddy's morning coffee came from ol' left over ground
My mama wore no jewelry or any store bought stuff
And home was on a hillside forty miles from Poplar Bluff
Forty miles back in Missouri there's a different way of life
Where a man thinks of his neighbor and not his neighbor's wife
Life is far from fancy sometimes mighty rough
But contentment makes it worth it forty miles from Poplar Bluff
Our only family treasure was a beat up radio
But it took us to the places where we knew we'd never go
We never had much money but we always had enough
Cause money never mattered much forty miles from Poplar Bluff
Forty miles back in Missouri
Well nearly every winter when the snow is on the ground
And the roads would all be closed and we couldn't get to town
But if daddy had his tobacco grandma had her snuff
Then the winters didn't seem so long forty miles from Poplar Bluff
Forty miles back in Missouri Forty miles from Poplar Bluff
It's a lesson too late for the learning Made of sand, made of sand
In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' In your hand, In your hand
Are you going away With no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind Oh I could've loved you better
Didn't mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind
As we walk along my thoughts are tumblin' Round and round, round and round
Underneath our feet are someplace rumblin' Underground, Underground
Are you going away With no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind Oh I could've loved you better
Didn't mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind
I've got reason a plenty for goin This I know, this I know
The weeds have been steadily growin' Please don't go, please don't go
Are you going away
With no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I could've loved you better
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
Are you going away
With no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
Oh I could've loved you better
Didn't mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
You know that was the last thing on my mind


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