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• Artiste: Corey Smith
• Titre: Dahlonega
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Headed into the hills again Thursday, north Georgia bound About fourty three miles to my destination A little goldrush college town In the Blue Ridge Mountains, on the horizon Here I come Smokin' like a freight train Passin' time racin' the sun When I pass that city limit sign I'm feelin' fine, oh Dahlonega Seems everybody knows my name Man, it really blows my mind Cause I've never been one of those popular guys Was always the quiet kind And never a local football star celebrity None of the cool girls ever seem to notice me Oh, but now I hear 'em sing along I feel at home in Dahlonega Dahlonega I feel like I've struck gold, I've struck gold around here Bury my heart and call it home Midnight is closin' time Last call for alcohol And I watch everybody stumble away I hear Highway 60 call It's back to the real world Nine to five, payin' the bills Back to the routines Fillin' my flask and poppin' pills When I cross that Lumpkin county line I'll be cryin', I'll be cryin', I'll be cryin' Dahlonega, Dahlonega