| They can rock out all night
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| At a smokey little bar downtown
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| Show up around a fire on a Friday night
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| And you pass 'em around
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| They come across the radio
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| Make you wanna roll the windows down
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| When I look in your eyes
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| And you give me that smile
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| Baby there ain’t no doubt
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| That’s why God made guitars
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| And those country songs
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| A place where we can park
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| A cooler for a bar
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| And a hood that we can lay on
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| That’s why God made a six string
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| So I can tell you what I really mean
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| Out here in the dark
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| Under this moon
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| God made guitars
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| So, I could get a girl like you
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| If I had to tell you straight up
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| The words would probably come out wrong
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| I get it all mixed up
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| Not saying enough
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| Or going on and on and on
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| See I ain’t never felt
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| Like this about anybody else
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| Girl you know I wanna
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| Tell you that I want ya
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| But I gotta have some help
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| That’s why God made guitars
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| And those country songs
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| A place where we can park
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| A cooler for a bar
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| And a hood that we can lay on
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| That’s why God made a six string
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| So I can tell you what I really mean
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| Out here in the dark
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| Under this moon
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| God made guitars
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| For a night like this
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| And for a long slow kiss
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| For a «come a little closer, baby»
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| Rollin' off of your lips
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| That’s why God made guitars
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| And those country songs
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| A place where we can park
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| A cooler for a bar
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| And a hood that we can lay on
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| That’s why God made a six string
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| So I can tell you what I really mean
|
| Out here in the dark
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| Under this moon
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| God made guitars
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| So I could get a girl like you
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| So I could get a girl like you
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| A little sunbeam, now I got two
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| Yeah, I’m gonna fall in love with you |