Jerry Jeff Walker stumbled up the stairs on his way to the
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Stage with a Martin guitar and a six pack
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Yeah and he was the poet of the Lone Star state
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And I was young enough
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To think I was good enough to be his opening act
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And in a cloud of smoke he took another toke
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And counted one, two, three
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And I knew right there just breathing his air
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What I wanted to be
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Buckaroos and jaded lovers
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L.A. freeway and redneck mother
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Mothers who had raised a son so well
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Talking outlawed, long hair loners and stoners
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Singing about to come back home and
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Most likely too far gone to get there
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Hey, Kix, that was 76
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That was just enough beer to get us through the set
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And get as high as our crowd
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We got 700 miles Jerry, we gotta go
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You're out of your mind; you'll never make it on time
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Why not just have another round
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Oh, we were trying get paid
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Just trying to get laid
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Living on love
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Sleeping on the stage
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Just turn another page
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Never thinking we'd ever grow up
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Buckaroos and jaded lovers
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L.A. freeway and redneck mother
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Mothers who had raised a son so well
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Talking outlawed, long hair loners and stoners
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Singing about to come back home and
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Most likely too far gone to get there
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Well, the way I recall the 70's
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We were down in Austin and the establishment were
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Saying we were wasting our time
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The next thing I know
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We were making more money than we could count
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We're all being sued by the IRS
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And having more fun than the law allowed
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Yeah, I'm talking loners and stoners
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And sing about to come back home
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And most likely too far gone to get there.
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Yeah, they were all most likely too far gone to get there
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Jerry Jeff Walker stumbled up the stairs on his way to the
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Stage with a Martin guitar and a six pack
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Tools of the trade son
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The Ballad Of Jerry Jeff Walker
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| Brooks & Dunn |
