| Well head over boots, ya we fell in love
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| Bought a tail waggin' kid of our own
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| A pure bred four legged golden hair hunting' machine
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| And it wasn’t too long till true love turned south
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| Before we knew it she was kicking me out
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| Making demands and plans for everything
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| You can have my truck the old house too
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| The winnebago the fast boat and the pontoon
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| Take this old guitar, take my buddy John
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| You can have it all
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| You can’t have my dog, No Ma’am
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| Cause I taught him how to sit and how to load it on up
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| Fetch a green head mississippi mallard duck
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| And I can’t believe you think he’d leave my side
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| Cause he like to ride up high where the world can see us
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| Can 't feel the wind blow down low in your prius
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| He’s not yours girl, thank God he’s mine
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| You can have my truck the old house too
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| The winnebago, the fast boat and the pontoon
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| Take this old guitar, take my buddy John
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| You can have it all
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| You can’t have my dog, No Ma’am
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| Come on boy
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| You can have my vinyl record
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| Have all my of my top shelf liquors
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| My Willy poster on the wall, ya’ll
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| You can’t have my Dog
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| You can have my truck the old house too
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| The winnebago, the fast boat and the pontoon
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| Take this old guitar, take my buddy John
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| You can have it all
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| You can’t have my dog, No Ma’am
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| Take your cat, be on
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| You can’t have my Dog
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| You can take the cat
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| You ain’t getting my dog
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| No you can’t put pink bows in the coat of a AKC registered goat
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| I’m talking the greatest of all time, the best of his line
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| And ya girl he’s all mine
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| Come on boy, let’s go |