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Lord donât you walk with a little
Sawinâ on a fiddle and the crying of a steel guitar
Coming from the heart and soul
Born and bred in the ole Lone Star
Get them honky tonkinâ blues
Let them be your saving grace
If you want to hear some country
Then youâve come to the right place
You miss Waylon, if it donât make you smile
Like Willie and George Jones
You better stick around a while
You like Merle, Buck and Johnny
We might just get along
But if you donât, go slap your mommy
Cause your momma raised you wrong
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I like gravy on my biscuit, I like my chicken fried
I drink my coffee black, I sure like my Charlie Pride
Well I still solute ole Glory and I give glory to the lord
I tip my hat to ole E.T. and his Texas Troubadours
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- Album:
- Vaquero
- The Underdog
- Raise Your Bottle (Single)
- Real Good Time
- The Road & The Rodeo
- San Angelo
- Live At The Texas Hall Of Fame
- The Honky Tonk Kid
- Shutupanddance
- A Texas Cafe
- Miscellaneous
- Singer Songwriter
- Fence Post
- Getaway Truck
- Raise Your Bottle
- Barbed Wire Halo
- Angels & Outlaws
- Deep In the Heart of Texas (Live)
- Angels and Outlaws
- Not in Stores