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CCountry DJ's Dknows that I'm an Goutlaw. GThey'd never come to see me in this Cdive. CWhere bikers stare at cowboys who are Glaughen' D/F#at the Emhippies. Who are Amprayen' they'll get out of her Dalive.
The Cloud mouth in the Dcorners gett'en Gto me. GTalking about my earrings and my Chair. CI guess he aint read the sign that Gsays I've D/F#been to Emprison. AmSomeone aught to warn him, before I Dknock him off his chair.
Cause my Clong hair just can't Dcover up my Gredneck. GI've won every fight I've ever Cfaught. CAnd I don't need some turkey telling Gme that I D/F#ain't Emcountry. AmSay'en I aint worth a damn on, Dticket that he bought.
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Cause I Gcan sing all those songs about CTexas, DAnd I still do all the sad one's that I Gknow. D They Gtell me, I look like Merle CHaggard, And Amsound alot like David Allen DCoe.