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stools, neon Saturday nights
Oh, long live country music
May that three-chord dirt-road soundtrack to our lives
Never die

Long live rodeos, dusty boot

deeper than secrets

Everything speeds up, everything times two
Can you feel my love, see the daylight shine through
Balcony, bar stools, with the music we

Life without lack
My cup remains full
My crew forever cool
Happy hour weekdays
Designer bar stools
Music all around
concsiousness abounds
Good vibes for

music
Go hardener you're stool soft in poop
In other words ya shit ain't harder stupid
And this world won't find another human
That can do it like me I

club music, better step off of your stool
I don't know what you thought, my brother, but we ain't cool

You used to be the one that used to brush me off

friday night music lets me drive all night
With one hand on the wheel driving out of sight

Chorus
It makes you dance like a fool
Get drunk on a stool

many of their songs been hot
Tell a boy, just cool
If you’re a G, bring a tool
If not, have a seat, grab a stool
Imma sleep on em way too cool
If not,

There once was a man in a Galway city
He would set up his stool and play a nice Diddy
On his old tin whistle there in the middle
Of the rough

His rebound romance
Is a sad affair with alcohol
Now he's bar-stool bottle-necking
Most every night
He says he wouldn't run to her
Even if she called

here's another fifty run a tab for me
No that stool's not taken girl you can sit right there
Ol' Joe'll take good care of you cause he cares
No I didn't

down
And reaches for the bow
Settles down onto a stool
And plays a lonesome note
Now warming to the tune
The music starts to rise
Back and forth he draws

Fools say, I get the money the cool way
He get the money the stool way, they get the money the drool way
Boy you ain't popping 
Fresh to death 
Come

Rocks on the Road

Jethro Tull

25th Anniversary Video

1994

and leave no mark.
Down in the half-lit bar of the hotel
There's a call for the last round of the day.
Push back the stool, take that elevator ride.
Fall

and would-be outlaws who only know how to pretend
But there ain't no country music for old men

He was sitting on a bar stool the first time he heard Jolene

Dangerous Dan McGrew

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune
Back at the bar in

a boost
Get up on this stool
Tell the bartender, send me two
Shots of Grey Goose and cranberry juice
One for me
And one for you
It's time to get loose
Baby

The Shooting of Dan McGrew

Hank Snow

Tales of the Yukon

A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;
Back of the bar, in

anywhere close, maybe I can help

'Cause I come from a long line of lonesome drinkers
Old school bar stool jukebox leaners
Pop a top sing along country

niggas you knew who turned stool pigeon
Same circle without a few niggas
Know who you is don't fuck wit you nigga
Gang sliding
Went from a hoopty

Im the shit but you shit we be callin you stool
I dont know how to swim i still jump in a pool
I aint boxing like Manny i talk to my tool
He dont

on a stool
No one made a sound
When he sang

Jesus loves me this I know
Somewhere bluebirds fly over the rainbow
God is great and God is good to me
He

tonight
Walk in, one cheesy light
Music bumpin, smiles bright
People dancin', sweatin' in the same pool
No place to sit, not even a stool
No need
It's

haffi stand tall 
Hey, oh Coastal music Haffi stand Tall.

Pick Fr Walter lini peace is powerful
I use the music as a tool
Suggest you take a stool make I

Old School

Hank Williams, Jr.

Old School New Rules

2012

music true
A class reunion of the blues
I’m from the old school

And after all the songs I sang
Let's stop and have a drink from my old bar stool