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No, I wrote that in 1975 In Binghamton, New York Ragged Old Flag I walked through a county courthouse square And on a park bench an old Man was
millionaire. Some have made their way by bus, others they have flown. Across the big old ocean just to kiss the Blarney Stone. Oh lie down on your back and kiss
knocked on my door Told me they had locked up my kids I lay down on the floor Crying out my bits My children were just 4 years old And the County hurt them
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Dey go Richland County Damn I can’t let em catch me For what I got in the coupe the gon rest me They can keep ridin close but they
Having you right here by my side On this drive down an Old two lane road doesn't matter where we go As long as you're next to me Way out on the county line
mighty fine Should’ve bought her rings And should've bought her wine But I went down the county line Did the same old sin about a hundred times Got to do
Thank you DEXTER: Drink up, chap. Ah, please don't eat that glass, my friend. Have you heard about dear Blanche? Got run down by an avalanche. MIKE: No!
Already on me Shoutout to Fregley Man, you so deadly But that’s not who this about, Songs about a real special guy Who goes by the name Bob Duncan (Hyah)
like Cowabunga Hope you get offended by the way I'm stunting Won't dive in if I ain't got no rubber We came from the bottom of the rubble If they
out Bullet holes in a highway sign Down by the quarry at the county line Cruisin' the strip just one more round Pickin' up the girls and makin' out
ourselves We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat While we ask no reason for
ourselves We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat While we ask no reason for
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI) New Lyrics
maker All day singin', supper on the ground Old folks and youngins, gather 'round Every kind of fiddle you ever did see Come along merry and sit by me
flapped long ears and didn't brush up by day Got his long ears whittled and his old hid scorched in a most artistic way Now one fine day old Sandy Bob he
many times my memories are worn Sometimes we’d travel right down the Green River/ To an abandoned old prison down by Airdrie Hill/ To where the air
really tugs on your heartstrings Oh, I wish that I could, but not in this life Will I ever forget County Road 3105 She's like Texas by J.A.B She wasn't
that kept them alive Wasn't controlled by a banker On Wall Street trying to make a dime They kept the county stoned as hell In 77' ooh that smell
Came from rapping in the bathroom Class clown pre-K to high school I done came along way County to the state tray It feel like all yesterday But it's
mighty fine Should’ve bought her rings And should've bought her wine But I went down the county line Did the same old sin about a hundred times Got to do
of the most famous jazz pianists in the world" I said, "I think I may have heard of him Or maybe I'm getting him confused With the chain food restaurant Bob
Rag top slowin' down, time to stop for gas Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass, uh It ain't easy, that's my motto Drinkin' Tanqueray
me along to the old County Clare It went Meet me tonight by moonlight Under that old Clare moon I chanted in Doolin and I sang at Fanore I went
I walked through a county courthouse square On a park bench an old man was sitting there I said, your old courthouse is kinda run down He said,
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