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the waistline and I don't even try
I don't need a Duberry or a Westmore course
'Cause my weight's been taken over by the Army Air Force
 
We're not petite
the waistline and I don't even try
I don't need a Duberry or a Westmore course
'Cos my weight's been taken over by the Army Air Force
 
We're not petite
system 
Burns out the Ukraine
Trees and umbrellas
Protect us from the new rain
Armies of engineers
To analyze the soil
The food we contemplate
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
real
Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR

So here's to the nights, dancing with the band
Strangers into
here's to the nights, dancing with the band
Strangers into girlfriends from a one night stand
Brought a little liquor and turn up the Johnny Cash
You
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
giving back so say hey, hey
Show me some metal and say hey, hey, hey, hey

I'm a cowboy, bad ass in black singing hey, hey, hey, hey
From side to side from
him was not 
available so the words and music herein are taken from the sheet music as written 
by Stan Jones 
Monroes' version, as well as competing
know what you're thinking, but there ain't a thing
You can do about it, so let us just agree to agree"

And them Caribbean winds still blow from Nassau
She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost
From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross.
I was playing a show in Miami in
him was not 
available so the words and music herein are taken from the sheet music as written 
by Stan Jones 
Monroes' version, as well as competing
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
him was not 
available so the words and music herein are taken from the sheet music as written 
by Stan Jones 
Monroes' version, as well as competing
shoulder-to-shoulder 
Welcome to Nashville
We crossed against the light on Broadway, we just got into town 
Nobody saw the blind man who was showing us around 
He'd
music and lyrics by Corb Lund


The show was a big one, an olde rodeo

They'd been trying to hire us for a few years or so

The grandstand was
desert storm,
In these closing statements, if they should argue
Let us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm
In these closing statements, if they should argue
Let us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm this
better drive by me
We the People Army is known to get rowdy
And even if you a friend of the blue
You can get it too, snitchin is never forgettable
This
In these closing statements, if they should argue
Let us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm this
better drive by me
We the People Army is known to get rowdy
And even if you a friend of the blue
You can get it too, snitchin is never forgettable
This
sing a song of praise and indebtedness
For our deliverance from evil
Or will we sing a song of sadness
For the dreaded debt this mess delivered us
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
hate but they money wouldn't stop us 
From ridin' fly whips now they hoe out jock us
We stunnin' while ya hating 
Nigga stunna is what made ya I hear
hoes spittin wicked shit is ridiculous
Back off, jack off, ya'll ain't spooky
Bitin' my CD's like they delicious cookies
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