I was in a Diner havin a cup of coffee and the fella next to me started tellin me about how his wife, who he married a few months ago left him, because she did not like the quietness of his country livin. He was just about cryin in his soup he was havin
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This is what that fella said, I went out to my truck and wrote down his story on my job pad. This song was done by our group which was "Chenango County Pride", When we sang it on New Years Eve in our town a lady in the front row was cryin her eyes out almost knocked me over.
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