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the mountain where the big airliners fly
And I am gonna find it by and by

(It's near a town they say by the name of yesterday)
Right near a little village...
(Chain gang chain gang)
I was just a kid a roamin' around travelin' through a little ol' town
When a chief walked up and said come with me you're
Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick up trucks
Big timing in a small town
Stirrin' it up right about sundown
Black denim and chrome to the bone
With a little
here

Whoa, whoa, everybody's dreaming big
Whoa, whoa, everybody's just getting by
That's how it goes in every day America
A little town with a great big
My little dish in that panhandle
Lights up like a Roman Candle
When I reach that west Texas town
Ah, sing it Dean

From Big Spring all the way
spent the whole world
In your green eyes and reddish set gold

Yeah, we had big love in a small town
What I'd give just to get a little bit back now
with chains of clay that are so hard to break
But when I left good earth behind I made a big mistake

I've traveled far and traveled wide
I've seen
I was just a kid roamin' around travelin' through a little ol' town 
A man walked up and said come with me you're broke and son that's vagrancy 
I
I was just a kid roamin' around travelin' through a little ol' town 
A man walked up and said come with me you're broke and son that's vagrancy 
I
Just one big fat mother brick house
So impressed to find those breasts

A little, a little, a little (More for the Bone)
She likes whips and chains
pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his
pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his house with
here (whats up)
For all my niggas in the south (OK)
Making big dough (know what I'm talking bout)
Making big long dollars
All my niggas in H-Town
pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf
They did not give three figs

Number one was very gay
And he built his
we'll be flyin'
My world's a chain of one-night-stands
Strung together by the center line
I don't know where I'll wake up tomorrow,
But I can't let
oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean

He took me to his great big town
Lots of people standing around
They
oh Little Liza Liza Jean
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jean

He took me to his great big town
Lots of people standing around
They
worries in a cloud of dust
Right there by the old fence post

Yeah, we're gonna drink a little beer, play a little music
And have a big time tonight
and win her a prize

A little later on, we'll slip off by ourselves
I can't imagine livin' anywhere else

It's a big time in a small town
Everybody's
We scratched our names
In that oak tree
'Cause I loved you
And you loved me
A jagged little heart so the whole town knew it
Carved in the bark
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
From a town in Louisiana on the wrong side of the tracks,
came a rowdy Ragin Cajun by the name of Rupernac,
He was harder than a hickory long