| When it comes to fixin' fences
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| Ridin' bulls and drinkin' beer
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| Gimme some young buckaroo
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| Who’s kinda wet behind the ears
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| 'Cause I’ll take fire in the belly
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| And if he’s a little green
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| Sometimes piss and vinegar
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| Is exactly what you need
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| But I want old men makin' my Whiskey
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| I want old men singin' my blues
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| I want old men teachin' my horses
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| 'Cause there’s just some things young men can’t do
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| Like the old boys do
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| I want some scrappy kid to have my back
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| In the middle of a barroom fight
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| And a little youth kinda helps sometimes
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| With the girls on Friday night
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| When I was but a young man
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| I was wild and full of fire
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| Acid trips and rocker chicks
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| Well I’m a-Lucky I’m alive
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| And I want old men makin' my Whiskey
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| I want old men singin' my blues
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| I want old men teachin' my horses
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| 'Cause there’s just some things young men can’t do
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| Like the old boys do
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| Old men makin' my Whiskey
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| Old men singin' me blues
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| Old men educatin' my horses
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| 'Cause there’s just some things young men can’t do
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| Like them old boys do |