Lyrics:
Ain't it a shame, girl, that we had it all on most
Now there's no other way, girl, that's just the way love goes
'Cause Will and Willy, Jones
Mariah, I seen the big black Ford
Well, he's all boxed up on a red belle dame
Hunted Black Johnny with a blind man's cane
A yellow bullet with a rag out in
Mariah, I seen the big black Ford
Well he's all boxed up on a red belle dame
Hunted Black Johnny with a blind man's cane
A yellow bullet with a rag out
you see,
Times like these ---- gets Written into family Histories
Stacks of Records out in the Trash
George Jones
blow you away
Al Capone and A Bad Boy Jones
On the wrong side of the law
Johnny D and his company,
Always first to the draw
Gangster lean, feelin'
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Dokud mám dech!
Sem Ace Frehley, Gene Simmons
Johnny Rotten, Steve Jones
Sem Bowie, Lou Reed, Iggy Pop
Sem Slash, Axl Rose
Sem Rob Zombie,
highway and old George Jones
I'm glad to see he's finally getting straight
And Waylon staying home and loving Jesse more these days
And nobody wants
the goddamn album (mm-hmm)
Ladies and germs get ready for the Ticallion Stallion (mmm)
A.K.A. Johnny Blaze (mmm)
A.K.A. The Iron Lung (mmm)
A.K.A. Mr.
Jesus and Johnny
How the hell did Minnie Pearl get that smile?
I heard old George [Jones] was wild there for a while
Did Dylan have the blues when
Three men down on the river bank rollin' them gamblin' bowls
I say one named Johnny one named Samson and the other was Willie Jones
The other was
Hank Jr. - Family Tradition; Willie Nelson - Angel Flyin' Too Close To The Ground; Ray Price - Crazy Arms; Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming Down. Now
Grippin' on the wheel, Johnny Dang got me chilled (chilled)
Texas in my Sprite (Sprite), and I'm poppin' seal (Seal)
Drinkin' on mud (mud), fuckin' with
Johnny Cash
And I've sung with George Jones
And I have played on the Opry stage
Where the country legends stood
Where you don't give lies or alibis
'Cause
tarry, hem, haw or linger
Mother Jones, coming round the mountain
Mother Jones, one-seventy-six and counting
The great grandmamma of the picket line
Highway"
And old George Jones, I'm glad to see
Is finally getting straight
And Waylon's staying home and loving
Jessi more these days
And nobody wants to get
blow you away
Al Capone and A Bad Boy Jones
On the wrong side of the law
Johnny D and his company,
Always first to the draw
Gangster lean, feelin'
Carried by the voice
Inside the jukebox
On my grave
You can hear hank williams
Some george jones
Some beatles songs
Some dylan
Some rolling stones
night
And George Jones is singin' on the mic
I hope Heaven has a band
Where Merle and Johnny like to jam (alright)
A neon angel on a steelguitar
of Bill,
And Johnny's lads stand very still.
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
Georgie moves
Capone and A Bad Boy Jones
On the wrong side of the law.
Johnny D and his company,
Always first to the draw.
Gangster lean, feelin' so mean,
Tryin' to take
(no!)
Old Captain Jack (yeah)
Giving them what for
He's the pauper of the surf
The jester of Tortuga (0h God)
But is Davy Jones' locker
What lies in
like an old
I'ma love you like an old, old country song
I'ma love you like
George Jones loved to drink
Like Johnny loved some June
I'ma love you
who only know how to pretend
But there ain't no country music for old men
Loretta and Conway, Jones and Tammy Wynette
Songs about prison's
blow you away
Al Capone and A Bad Boy Jones
On the wrong side of the law
Johnny D and his company,
Always first to the draw
Gangster lean, feelin'
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