Well I’m movin’ along
Singin’ my song
About coal smoke and
This guy’s sayin’ this
That guy’s sayin’ that
This guy flew his
never go nowhere, man
I never go nowhere
Traffic’s bad out there,
I ain’t from nowhere near Kentucky.
No right to sing them
I’m wearing fifty ex-chinchillas
And a gator each per boot
Hog-tied around
I can kick up my heels.
I can raise a glass,
To
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