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No shirt, no shoes, sun- tanned in bib over- alls
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Tall timber, rushing streams, my home has it all
B7
My summer job, keep the garden hoed
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Just a lad, barefoot on a gravel road
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Times were simple way back then
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Do your chores early, then do them again
B7
And everbody carried his own load
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Just a lad, barefoot on a gravel road
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No worry, the big war was far away
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My uncles, they fought, so I'd have today
B7
Thanks to the bravery others showed
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So I could be barefoot on a gravel road
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I've made a lot of foot-prints, and had my fill
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Many times I have passed this cemetery hill
B7
The wagon is moving again, and this time I am the load
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A lad, no longer barefoot on a gravel road.