newly defined as a refined white lady who is attracted to men of family status regardless of race.
scarlett o'hara, contrary to popular belief, was NOT a true southern belle because she gave her first husband a handjob to get the money to save her house and her second husband was the biggest whorecollector in town. this smacks of prostitution. many southern women believe they are southern belles but are actually just fat wiccans.
scarlett o'hara, contrary to popular belief, was NOT a true southern belle because she gave her first husband a handjob to get the money to save her house and her second husband was the biggest whorecollector in town. this smacks of prostitution. many southern women believe they are southern belles but are actually just fat wiccans.
southern belles don't have to let black guys in through the back door anymore.
the woman at the End of Gone with the wind never admitted defeat and was alone when the credits rolled. The End.
the woman at the End of Gone with the wind never admitted defeat and was alone when the credits rolled. The End.
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City on a rainy day down in the harbor
Watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
Looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you
This is not the way that I remember it here
Anyone will tell you its a prisoner island
Hidden in the summer for a million years
Great Southern Land, burned you black
So you look into the land and it will tell you a story
Story 'bout a journey ended long ago
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Maybe you can hear them talking like I do
They're gonna betray you, they're gonna forget you
Are you gonna let them take you over that way
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Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
Stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
City on a rainy day down in the harbor
Watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
Looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you
This is not the way that I remember it here
Anyone will tell you its a prisoner island
Hidden in the summer for a million years
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You walk alone with the ghost of time
Where they burned you black, black against the ground
And they make it work with rocks and sand
I hear the sound of the strangers voices
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And they burned you black
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And they make it work, with sticks and bones
See their hungry eyes, its a hungry home
I hear the sound of the stranger's voices
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
They burned you black, black against the ground
Standing at the limit of an endless ocean
Stranded like a runaway, lost at sea
City on a rainy day down in the harbor
Watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay
Looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you
This is not the way that I remember it here
Anyone will tell you its a prisoner island
Hidden in the summer for a million years
Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun
You walk alone with the ghost of time
Where they burned you black, black against the ground
And they make it work with rocks and sand
I hear the sound of the strangers voices
I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes
Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land
You walk alone, like a primitive man
You walk alone with the ghost of time
And they burned you black
Yeah, they burned you black
Great Southern Land
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