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Paroles : Apalachicola

Apalachicola ain't my kind of town
Apalachicola ain't my kind of town
I was going back to Cali
Now I'm Apalachicola bound
And Apalachicola ain't my kind of town

They hauled me to the station
In a cuff and chains
Hauled me to the station
In a cuff in chains
I was bluer than a bottle
Of Apalachicola rain

I told them I was guilty
Thought I'd rest in jail
Told them I was guilty
Thought I'd rest in jail
But in Apalachicola
They make you fill an orchard pail

Apalachicola ain't my kind of town
Apalachicola ain't my kind of town
I was going back to Cali
Now I'm Apalachicola bound
And Apalachicola ain't my kind of town