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If you see me walkin’ down the linewith my fav’rite honky tonk in mind,well, I’ll be here around suppertimewith my can of dinner and a bunch of fine. Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.Uh-huh-huh, baby, don’t you wanna come with me? The crowd gets loud when the band gets right,steel guitar cryin’ through the night.Yeah,

I met a shiek from Mozambiquewho led me to the Congo.He dreamed to go to Mexicoand sample a burrito. My temperature had risen again,it must have been a hundred and ten. Under the oaks I was telling some jokesand thinkin’ I had it made-Gettin’ on with the folks, havin’ some Cokeand coolin’ off in the

Have You Heard" Have you heard ’bout Jo Ti Mahr, yeah yeah yeah?Well, then you could not be lost, yeah yeah yeah. Which way are you comin’ from,goin’ up or gettin’ down?Well, have you thought about it someor have you put it down? Have you heard about heaven,yeah yeah yeah?Seven come eleven,yeah yeah yeah. Have

High class Slim came floatin’ in down from the county line.Just gettin’ right on Saturday night, ridin’ with some friends of mine.They invited me just to come and seejust what was on their mindsand then I took my first long lookat the Master of Sparks on high. In the back of Jimmy’s Mackstood a round

Ridin’ top the floodway on a Friday night,the landscape’s a fine and nat’ral sight.Just cruisin’ slow through the dark of night.With Precious and Grace ev’rything’s all right. Good God Almighty, we was goin’ down slow,yeah, if we knew just where we had to go.Cryin’, just a flyin’ down a put out roadwith Precious and Grace