| Wah, wah, wah, waaahhhh
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| I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
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| Oh what a beautiful sight
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| Last night I dreamed I went to hillbilly heaven. |
| And you know who greeted
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| me at the gate? |
| The ole cowboy-philosopher himself, Will Rogers. |
| He said
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| to me, he said «Tex, the Big Boss of the riders up here has asked me to
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| kinda show you around. |
| Now, over yonder are a couple of your ole
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| compadres
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| ." My, was I glad to see them, Carson Robison and the
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| Mississippi blue yodeler Jimmie Rodgers.
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| I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
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| Oh what a beautiful sight
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| He introduced me to Wiley Post, and he showed me the Hall of Fame with
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| all the gold guitars and fiddles hanging on the walls. |
| Then he said,
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| «Tex, step over this way, there are two more of your friends I know
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| you’ll want to see, they’re waitin' for you.» |
| There they were standin'
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| side by side and smilin' at me--Hank Williams and Johnny Horton.
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| I met all the stars in hillbilly heaven
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| Oh what a star-studded night
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| Then I asked him who else do you expect in the next, uh, say a hundred
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| years? |
| He handed me a large book covered with star dust. |
| Will called it
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| the Big Tally Book. |
| In it were many names and each name was branded in
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| pure gold. |
| I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley,
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| Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry, Roy Acuff, Eddy Arnold, Tennessee Ernie, Jimmy
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| Dean, Andy Griffith, Roy Rogers, Tex Ritter
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| Whaaaatttt???
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| Tex Ritter? |
| Oh, well, that’s when I woke up, and I’m sorry I did, because
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| I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven
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| Oh what a beautiful sight |