Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws,
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Good dogs and all kinds of cats.
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Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs,
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But I stand right here where I'm at,
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'Cause I wear My Own Kind Of Hat.
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There's two kind of lovers and two kind of brothers,
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And two kind of babies to hold.
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There's two kind of cherries and two kind of fairies,
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And two kind of mothers I'm told, and told
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Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws,
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Good dogs and all kinds of cats.
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Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs,
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But I stand right here where I'm at,
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'Cause I wear My Own Kind Of Hat.
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There's two kind of brothers and two kind of lovers,
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And two kind of babies to hold.
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There's two kind of cherries and two kind of fairies,
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And two kind of mothers I'm told, and told
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Cowboys and outlaws, right guys and southpaws,
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Good dogs and all kinds of cats.
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Dirt roads and white lines and all kinds of stop signs,
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But I stand right here where I'm at,
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'Cause I wear My Own Kind Of Hat.
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My Own Kind Of Hat
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| Merle Haggard |
