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I grew up on the mississipi south,
When I was born my mother did shout,
In joy because I was her baby boy,
And I meant the whole word too her.

Babe do you resent me,
With the contemp I feel for you,
Babe you don't represent me,
And my feelings don't represent you.

I never was your oak tree,
You never watered me,
You kept me trapped here underground,
A blossom without a seed.

My branches reach inside of me,
They're tearing me apart,
You were right all along,
This hurts oh my god.

Babe do you resent me,
With the contemp I feel for you,
Babe you don't represent me,
And my feelings don't represent you.

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