I been drinking all day for a livin'
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Been dreaming bout movin' on
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Seems like every little thing I
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Do they been putting in a country song
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And I saw you on the TV man is that some kind of joke
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You been making a killing off the shoes I'm filling
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While I'm sitting here gone broke
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So as long as we're trading favors
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A little pleasure for my pain
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Let me stand up there just one time
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And here 'em call my name
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My friends all think I'm crazy
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And my mamma wouldn't understand
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But just one time before I die
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I want to sit in with the band
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Well I know it must be something
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Your talent or your style
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Your hundred dollar blue jeans
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Or your million dollar smile
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But I don't need me no gold records
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I don't need no limousines
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I don't need to tear up my dressing room
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With no Beaumont beauty queens
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And I don't care if it's backwoods country
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I don't care if it's rock and roll
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I don't care if it's humming through my old tin roof
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Or playin' on the radio
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My friends all think I'm crazy
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And my mama wouldn't understand
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But just one time before I die
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I want to sit in with the band
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Sit In With The Band
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Hayes Carll |