Mama, take me down to the county fair.
I'm gonna see my darlin' there.
We jump on the Zip and the Ferris Wheel.
I can't explain how she makes me feel.
I do not drink and I do not rob,
I work all day at my Summer job.
Cuttin' that grass for a dollar square
To pay my way to the county fair.
Oh my, tell me why
The good times come, and the good times die.
Take me 'round again and I'll meet you there
At the county fair.
Horseshoe and a rabbit's foot.
I'd press my luck if I thought you would.
All day long, well I don't care.
I'll wait for you at the county fair.
Oh my, tell me why
The good times come, and the good times die.
Take me 'round again and I'll meet you there
At the county fair.
Well we get broke, and we get sad...
But I guess it really ain't that bad around here.
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