Red Clay Hills

 
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I took the whole summer off last year 
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I had to see the red clay hills before they disappear 
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It was the middle of June, I found myself walking the trails 
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Caused by a sailor seeking shelter from the north sea gales 
 

 
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I took a room at the Oceanview Motel 
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Pictures of clipper ships up on the wall 
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The local newspaper read oh the deal had been done 
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They're going to level the hills and make work for everyone 
 

 
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And the red clay hills, look like they're on Fire 
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The red clay hills, when the sun rises on the water 
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The red clay hills, how long will I be able 
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To walk these shores below the red clay hills? 
 

 
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My family came from this part of the land 
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They made an honest living working with their hands 
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Now everything they once had they held fast 
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Seems they lost forever long past 
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Just a reminder of a way of life too good to last 
 

 
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And the red clay hills, look like they're on fire 
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The red clay hills, when the sun rises on the water 
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The red clay hills, how long will I be able 
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To walk these shores below the red clay hills? 
 

Outro 
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God knows you gotta make a living 
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It's hard enough to make your way 
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In the world these days 
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Everybody needs some kind of refuge 
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Like the peace I find in these hills of red clay