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I'd take her call immediately
Ten Thousand Angels couldn't get me off of that line
Garth Brooks called dang near a hundred times
But I was
to Holly-wierd
He's in love and that's a fact
Done found himself a movie star
Gonna show him how to act
Garth Brooks keeps selling millions
No that sure ain't
for it all down at the grand Ole Opry
You can go walkin' through the Hall of Fame
And one by one, remember the names
Willie Nelson, Jimmy Rodgers,
an old, old friend
Just like a used to be
Well, I know by heart the words
She wrote to me

Oh yeah, well, well

She said, "Dear Mister Johnson
Please sent
tomorrow 
To receive a call 
By the overweight garth brooks 
Who would then try to offer me 
Like a hundred thousand dollars 
Just for me to go the fuck
me at the Gate
The Old Blue Yodeler himself Jimmy Rodgers
He said to me "Bill they asked me to show you around up here
And right over there is some
Everybody knows that Shania ain't country
That's what they used to say about Johnny Cash
And Garth Brooks shouldn't be smashing those guitars
But
're gonna be a star. 
The show's way up in Georgia and you're opening up for Garth. 
Your future's riding on this shiny Pinto painted gold.
And if you
the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off
the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off
the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off
the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off
a - stubborn streak

And by the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in
the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off
in one do tour make 'em sick with no cure,
As she sits by da bar she sips cristy,
In the mist of da party,
They bump hits by J.D.,
Da B-R-A-T, we
a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuckie Cheese
With ya seed, you be an unlucky G
My lifestyle is
cat, knowledge the crime, know the time 

Or you'll be out much more than a dime 



["So many fingers... steady bootleggin! 

Some of these high
if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off than you
the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off
the way, if you hate to go to school
You may grow up to be a mule

Or would you like to swing on a star
Carry moonbeams home in a jar
And be better off
But uh, I've been out on tour with Garth Brooks. He-hehehehe
Now, you might think pricin' a Mercedes might be a jumpin' the gun
But hey, I got a letter
so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black
'Cause you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac

I'ma get
If knee-deep in cat nip 
At the old icebox 
I recommend you whistle 
And give the box three knocks 
Should you be so lucky 
To hear whisperin'
in one do tour make 'em sick with no cure,
As she sits by da bar she sips cristy,
In the mist of da party,
They bump hits by J.D.,
Da B-R-A-T, we
with it, so I ain't gotta rap
But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black
Cause you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac

I'ma

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