Well I was three days short of pullin’ out of Kingsport
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I was headed down to Houston town
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Had my guitar packed in a burlap sack
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For exploitin’ my country sound
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I bypassed Jackson, bypassed Memphis
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By the time I got to Arkansas
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I’d-a sold my car and that black guitar
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For anything cool and tall
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So I pulled up to a neon sign on highway forty-nine
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Shut the engine down, took a look around, then I stepped inside
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I asked that bouncer where I was he said “Son, you’re at Bill’s
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Honky-tonk pickin’, line dance kickin’, razor back stickin’, barbecue chicken,
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Laundromat bar and grill”
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Well, I found old Bill sittin’ at the bar
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With a pistol and a change machine
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He was dolin’ out quarters to a waitress named Starr
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When I asked him if I could sing
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He said, “Son go ahead if you brought your guitar”
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Then he pointed to the back stage door
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He said, “We don't like original material
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Unless it’s been done before”
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Well I hit the stage like a big mule train
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Told the house band to play in “C”
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I sang the Tennessee Waltz, Kentucky Rain
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And the one about the bird that’s free
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The lead guitar was like a chain saw
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That fiddle like a power drill
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At Bill’s Honky-tonk pickin’, line dance kickin’, razor back stickin’, barbecue chicken,
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Laundromat bar and grill
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Well in the ten short minutes I was up on stage
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Watched a biker punch a cowboy’s face
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And with a perfect view I was witness to
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The destruction of the whole dang place
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It was long neck stems and white fringe hems
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Flyin’ out of that dark saloon
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And that mechanical bull was reduced in full
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To the safest place in the room
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When that punch drunk cowboy showed his wife
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That his shirt was soaked in beer
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She said, “Calm down honey have another Lite
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‘Cause we can wash the shirt right here
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Then the whole place stopped to thank me for bookin’ my show at Bill's
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Honky-tonk pickin’, line dance kickin’, razor back stickin’, barbecue chicken,
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Laundromat bar and grill
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At Bill's Honky-tonk pickin’, line dance kickin’, razor back stickin’, barbecue chicken,
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Laundromat bar and grill
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Bill's Laundromat, Bar and Grill
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