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Ramblin’ to Campbellton
Travelin’ in my Javelin
Amblin’ and scramblin’
Dabblin’ and babblin’
To see my preciosa
Little Anna Rosa
I gotta tell ya no, sir
No one mas hermosa
Know I’m gettin closer
When I see the Atascosa
Ramblin’ into Campbellton now
Down in Corpus Christi out on Corn Products Road
Daddy D spinnin’ Selena on my radio
5:00 Friday whistle fixin’ to blow
Wheels waxed and gassed to giddy up go
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First one outta the lot, jam her into gear
Pop the console cooler for an ice cold beer
Few miles on 37 and the coast is clear
My buggy knows the way so I barely have to steer
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Break
There ain’t no W in Campbellton, ‘cause it ain’t no town
Maybe got it’s name from an old camp ground
There’s not even one horse, nary a cow
But my baby sure rings that Bell, that keeps me comin’ round
Should take an hour and change but I’ve made it in 45
It’s a little far, but I kinda like the drive
Feel luck a lucky leprechaun on his rainbow ride
Baby waitin’ for me on the other side
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