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by Alabama
Lyrics by: Randy Owen
# Debut Chart
7 Aug '87 Country

Lyrics

It was July, hot cross Georgia On my way to Myrtle Beach I just got my diploma So I set out in search of me


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The honeymoon was over And Alabama was far away From being little more Than just a Southern state I got a gig down at the Bowery I played for tips and watered drinks Just a novice in a business That's seldom what it seems And where are you going, Tar Top Where's J. C. And The Chosen Few I saw the Flash without T. Gentry And B. V. left for Malibu I was July, hot and thirty Some years down the line When the boys touched the nation Unaware at the time I got to go to Texas California, New York too A farm boy who is thankful To be standing in his shoes But in the Bowery hangs the memories Of dreams that still come true Every time I see the spotlights I'm one of the chosen few And where are you going, Tar Top J.C, where's J. C. and the Chosen Few There's no Flash without T. Gentry B. V., where are you Where are you going, Tar Top Which direction will you take What's this contrabanded clamor About the music that you make And where are you going, Tar Top Is it country enough Is it contemporary glamour No, it's us, just us

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