Down where I was born, it was heaven on earth

There's a lot about life you can learn on a bus;
how to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
T
he closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got.

We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.

Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.


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