Lyrics:
the reality behind it
Once upon a time, we were told that nationalization would prevent growth
by limiting competition,
that our countries were nothing
put out by the capitol (It was)
If somebody in this country says we're tyrannical they're crazy
I'm an ancap
We came to attack
Let's take our life back
home but not back to you
The interstates and county lines tell lies that are true
That country roads take me home but not back to you
She's in every song
by the dictator
Who only took care of his profits
Please show me Mr. dictator
What was happened on your 50 years despotism
You made the country poor
etc.
Oh my my, oh hell yes
Cowboy boots and a little country dress
Later in the night they play the final song
Last call for alcohol then the lights
I got my Girl by my Side
cnd I'm headed down the road.
There's a Buck Owens Song,
On the cM Radio.
Well my Pickup Truck,
Is loaded up,
With my Dog,
Wanna take a
Ride
Wanna pop a top,
And leave the past behind
Ride
A little country high,
Little peace of mind
Wanna take a,
Ride
A little
she's got on
From her Versace to her Louis Vuitton
You wouldn't think she'd know every Merle Haggard song by heart
But when it comes down
easy high just by seein' that look in your eye
Gettin' that easy high just by seein' that look in your eye
Singin' a country song til my travelin' time
to some George Strait,
George Jones country love songs,
you'll change your mind.
Well let me broaden your horizons,
teach you 'bout the finer
town bars
Raised up on country songs, singin' out 'bout broken hearts
Raised up on forty acres at the end of an old dirt track
And I wouldn't be who I
wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
Country music
songs he wrote
He would sing a few of my own
Music made us brothers 'til the end
But not a day goes by that I don't miss him
He won't ever be gone
I like to walk with you
Where magnolia's blooming
Down by the river side
Evening breezes roaming
Country haze
Sunshine through the trees
Country daze
of those songs that can make you recall
A ride in the spring time, a walk in the fall,
A day in the country, a night on the town,
The sun coming up,
There's an island that's famed and in story
Sweet poets of song and their praise
And their songs are of no brighter story
But her sons that have seen
boys ain't hungry
I been seekin for a deal for years and for real I'm still hungry
They say that country folk can't do it but we will 'cause we hungry
Authentic queers and phony virgins
If I had banks on every finger
A finger in every country
And all the countries ruled by me
I'd still know where I'd
Authentic queers and phony virgins
If I had banks on every finger
A finger in every country
And all the countries ruled by me
I'd still know where I'd
tight rope, with my damn high hopes
Country boys don't die alone
Reading poetry under shade trees
That woman, she's my baby
I will be in Richmond by
right by the old country
Where the tall pines sway
And the whippoorwill sings your favorite song
Sometimes I toss and turn all night
Asking God if he can
and chicken country music love song
Well I had a ball, I liked ‘em all but I could never call this place my home
And as my bus drove by that bar I swore I
and prejudice i wrote a song
Called "Lunchbox
" and some journalists have interpreted
It as a song about guns ironically
The song is about being picked
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
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