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I'm gonna polish my best boots
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I'm gonna put on my best hat
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I'm gonna drive on down to the dancehall
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That sits by the railroad tracks
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Well the band there mixes fiddles
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With a wailing saxophone
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And when they play that swing it only means one thing
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You're gonna boogie till the cows come home
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There's a wood stove in the corner
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There's saw dust on the floor
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They've got a flashing neon Lone Star sign
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Hangin' by the door
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All they sell is beer and setups
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So you'll have to bring your own
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But when they play that swing it only means one thing
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You're gonna boogie till the cows come home
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"Faded love" and "Milk Cow Blues"
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"The Oklahoma Stomp" and "Born To Lose"
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Tip your hat to "The Rose of San Antone"
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Here we go with the "Cotton Eyed Joe"
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We're gonna boogie till the cows come home
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It's an old southwest tradition
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And a guaranteed good time
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There's people of all ages here
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From one to ninety-nine
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Even if you show up by yourself
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You don't have to be alone
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'Cause when they play that swing it only means one thing
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You're gonna boogie till the cows come home
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"Faded love" and "Milk Cow Blues"
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"The Oklahoma Stomp" and "Born To Lose"
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Tip your hat to "The Rose of San Antone"
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Here we go with the "Cotton Eyed Joe"
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We're gonna boogie till the cows come home
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"Faded love" and "Milk Cow Blues"
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"The Oklahoma Stomp" and "Born To Lose"
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Tip your hat to "The Rose of San Antone"
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Here we go with the "Cotton Eyed Joe"
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We're gonna boogie till the cows come home
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Here we go with the "Cotton Eyed Joe"
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We're gonna boogie till the cows come home
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Boogie Till The Cows Come Home
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Clay Walker |