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Back live, Bluegrass. Back live, everybody. I've got dirt on my boots and sweat on my brow

All to bring little food to your table

And I've done all I could do

But it's over now.

And you claim I just wasn't able, but you don't know the fire inside of me.

As the leaves fall dead to the ground, The sun reflects on

And they still shine

I may have fallen

Two but I won't

Stay down

I will rise like the mountains

in my time

You don't know the fire

inside of me

I know the fire in time of me I'm It's midnight here in Kentucky

And the moonlight cast a shadow through the tree

Though it's dark here at night

There's a timber shining bright And it's there so it's dark here at night There's a timber shining bright

And it's there so it's quite clear to me

That you don't know the fire inside of me

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