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Drink that fucker up Aged in an old barrel oak They stamped that drink Barrel full O' smoke Aged in Blackjack oak They call that drink Now the parties
branded him up a lot They pruned him up whit a dehorning saw and they knotted his tail for a joke And then rode off and left him there neck to a blackjack
here today I am many miles away From the place I rode my pony through the draw Where the oak and blackjack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze
here today Many miles I am away From the place I rode my pony through the draw Where the Oak and Blackjack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze In
here today Many miles I am away From the place I rode my pony through the draw Where the Oak and Blackjack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze In
born But as I sit here today Many mile's I am away From the place I rode my pony Through the draw Where the oak and black-jack trees Kiss
many miles I am away From a place I rode my pony through the drove Where the oak and blackjack trees kiss the playful prairie breeze In the Oklahoma
born But as I sit here today Many mile's I am away From the place I rode my pony Through the draw Where the oak and black-jack trees Kiss
up to a black-jack oak So if you're ever up in the Sierry Petes And you hear one hell of a wail Know it's that Devil a-bellowin' 'round About
here today I am many miles away From the place I rode my pony through the draw Where the oak and blackjack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze
But as I sit here today Many miles I am away From the place I rode my pony through the draw Where the Oak and Blackjack trees Kiss the playful
here today I am many miles away From the place I rode my pony through the draw Where the oak and blackjack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze
standing here today I am many miles away From the place I rode my pony through the draw Where the oak and blackjack trees Kiss the playful prairie
through the draw While the oak and blackjack trees Kiss the playful prairie breeze In those Oklahoma hills where I was born. Way down yonder in
miles I am away From the place I rode my pony through the drove Where the oak and blackjack trees kiss the playful prairie breeze In the Oklahoma hills
raining meat, poppin' dents in your hood. It's a mortal coil of blackjack vines, Blurred around the egdes hangs a red-soaked sky. Dryrotted,
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