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Lyrics:
[Verse 1] There's just one kind of coffee at the Café A couple kinds of beer at Amoco Where hard work pays and Jesus saves Weekends come and hell gets raised We don't need much, we can hunt, fish or grow
[Chorus] We like life that way Sweet and slow and simple Ain't for much we pray 'Cause all we need's a little So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere To us that's the middle of somewhere [Verse 2] It may look like some empty off the interstate Placе between where you'vе been and where you go The folks 'round here, we call it home From the cradle to the stone We don't mind, it's all we've ever known
[Chorus] We like life that way
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