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a little cowpoke?"
"Here we go."
Ooh yeah. Need a little buckaroo?
In your dreams short barrell.
Bum chicka bow wow.
Oh my God.
So the Kung Poo Buck
Buckaroo
(Bob Morris)

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Love's Gonna Live Here
(Buck Owens)

Oh, the sun's gonna shine in my life once more
Love's gonna live
(re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed) burning red (yeah)
Yeah, yeah (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
His love was like
Driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
Ed Sheeran's number one
And Ed Sheerans's number two 
Ed Sheeran's number three
Five, six
And seven, eight, nine and ten
At four a great new act
Far above the highest heavens
On a throne of crystal light
Dwells the God of all creation
Rays of wonder crown His might
Human voices blend with
pound
We're gonna roll
Can you feel me now with my body?
Get down to the sound
It's Ed Sheeran in the place
And Alonestar rising up
We gotta rise up
I
Previously on the Grand Ole Opry theater
Hi Boys, you looking for these
Everybody duck
I can't say...
I don't care who we offend
Shoot low boys
(re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Yeah, yeah (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
His love was like
Driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
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His love was like
Driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
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Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
Franklin, is it not true that you're not a christian artist 
But a secular artist posing as a christian artist?

Excuse me Mr. Franklin
Remcg his work
The artist, however faithful to his
Personal vision of reality
Becomes the last champion of the
Individual mind and sensibility
Against an intrusive
and salute him when his birthday comes
For Halloween, buy him a trumpet and for Christmas, buy him a gun

He's got everything he needs, he's an artist
Well, he swings in a saddle, he's a real gone cat
With his Spanish spurs and his buckaroo hat
Camps in an old line shack way back in the sticks
He
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Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
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