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Headed into the hills again
Thursday, north Georgia bound
About fourty three miles to my destination
A little goldrush college town
In the Blue Ridge Mountains, on the horizon
Here I come
Smokin' like a freight train
Passin' time racin' the sun
When I pass that city limit sign
I'm feelin' fine, oh DahlonegaSeems everybody knows my name
Man, it really blows my mind
Cause I've never been one of those popular guys
Was always the quiet kind
And never a local football star celebrity
None of the cool girls ever seem to notice me
Oh, but now I hear 'em sing along
I feel at home in DahlonegaDahlonega
I feel like I've struck gold, I've struck gold around here

Bury my heart and call it homeMidnight is closin' time
Last call for alcohol
And I watch everybody stumble away
I hear Highway 60 call
It's back to the real world
Nine to five, payin' the bills
Back to the routines
Fillin' my flask and poppin' pills
When I cross that Lumpkin county line
I'll be cryin', I'll be cryin', I'll be cryin'
Dahlonega, Dahlonega

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For Corey Smith, one of the best things about making music has always been getting the chance to hang out and have a good time with his friends. And it’s still that way, nearly 10 years after his early days of playing the bars around Athens, Georgia. The big difference now? Well, it seems these days Corey just has a lot more friends to hang with. The crowds at his sold-out live performances frequently number in the thousands—quite a change from the times when he never dreamed of much beyond playing for a handful of his college buddies.

Read more about Corey Smith on Last.fm.


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