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The hoods are up on Pine Street, rearends lifted, too

The great-grandsons of General Robert E. Lee

 are makin' love with a little help from STP

 Their women on the porches, comparin' alibis

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Greasy eggs & bacon, bumper stickers aimed to start a fight

Folk in wrecks, confederate caps, if you want some shine well

  you can always find some more

 but what I remember most, is the color of Susie's door

 And Susie says she's up there, cutting carrots still

Susie says she's missing me

 so I'm missing, Oregon Hill

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A river to the south, to wash away all sin

A college to the east of us, to learn where sin begins

 A graveyard to the west of it all

 The child may soon be lying in it

 Cause to the north there is a prison,

 which I've come to call my home

 but come Monday morning, no country song,

 will sing me home again

 Susie says she's up there, cutting carrots still

Susie says she's missing me, so I'm missing, Oregon Hill

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Sunday morning, 8 a.m., sirens fill the air

Sounds like someone made the river

 Sounds like someone being born again

 But me, I'm just lyin' here in Susie's bed

 Baptists celebrating with praises to the lord

 Rednecks doin' it with gin

 Me and Susie, we're just celebrating, the joys of sleepin' in,

 because tomorrow, I'll be home again.

 Susie says she'll wait there,

 cutting carrots by the window sill

Susie says always think of me,

 when you think of, Oregon Hill