Steven Brown - Down On Flat Rock Creek

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verse 1 
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A pair of cut off jeans and some old river shoes 
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A ragged flower towel and an old truck tube 
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A low water crossing on the road out of town 
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A bed of white stone, lying on the ground 
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Walking through the heat waves from that old dirt street 
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Heading for cool water, down on Flat Rock Creek 

verse 2 
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All over town, we'd ride our bikes and hardly stop 
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Or hike up that hill known as "Old Round Top" 
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Climb the fire escape at the old Junior High 
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Slide down two stories with a laugh and a smile 
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Then walk through the heat waves from that old dirt street 
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Heading for cool water, down on Flat Rock Creek 

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We did what we could to beat that old summer heat 
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And nothin' felt better than that old cool creek 
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We'd while away the hours on those hot summer days 
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Then make our way home, by that old sunset haze 
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Then walk through the heat waves from that old dirt street 
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Heading home from cool water, down on Flat Rock Creek 

Instrumental 
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verse 4 
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I remember those summers from a past long ago 
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Spending several hours skippin' old flat stones 
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Oh those old summer days they were good for your soul 
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Fishin' for perch with an old cane pole 
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Then we'd walk through the heat waves from that old dirt street 
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Heading for cool water, down on Flat Rock Creek 

Outro 
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Oh what I'd give to be back out on that street 
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Heading for cool water down on Flat Rock Creek 
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