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A small town in Georgia was my childhood home
For its three rivers and seven hills its exotic name was borrowed
My daddy to and pianos and my mother made all my clothes
And I would have done anything to get the hell out of Rome

And I said take me away
I can't stand another day
Of this old mill town
It ain't nothing but a pulpwood cage
I said there's got to be more than this
And if I had me one wish
I'd go all the way from Rome to Paris


I married a soldier the day I turned sixteen years old
He was shipping off to another world
A land so shiny and gold
I was just a child with big dreams though I thought I was grown
And I spent all autumn picking cotton to buy my trousseau

And I said take me away
I can't stand another day
Of this red quicksand they call Georgia clay
I said there's got to be more than this
And I blew my mother a kiss
And I went all the way from Rome to Paris

When I touch down on that foreign ground
It was harder than I could have known
His tender touch turned to fists of rage
And his tainted blood ran cold
And that golden gown I'd toiled for seemed like a dirty joke
I'd come all the way across the ocean but never got out of Rome

And I said take me away
I can't stand another day
Of his drinking and carrying on and acting crazy
There must be something I missed
I didn't bargain for this
When I went all the way from Rome to Paris
One day, one day, I'm going to get away
And i'll take myself from Rome to Paris
I'll go all the way from Rome to Paris

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