| And here I stand in the middle of the spot light
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| Play a few of my old songs, couple of them ol sing alongs
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| Make sure it’s something they like
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| And weather they’ll member me tomorrow
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| Is really out of my hands
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| With the help of ol jim beam and a few other things
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| Tonight there my biggest fans
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| Chrous
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| And they don’t know the right way
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| So they don’t care if I get em wrong
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| And they just wanna hear drinking and cheating
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| And lovin and a leaving songs
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| And they know I’m no big star
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| Cause tonight I ain’t got no band
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| With the help of ol jim beam lord tonight here my biggest fans
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| Heres to the whiskey that keeps the pretty girls dancing
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| And keeps this ol cowboy in town
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| Keeps the barmaits busy and the young boys dizzy
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| And I just laugh when they order up another round
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| And weather thell member me tomorrow still remains a mystery
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| But tonight when they run out of money
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| I’ll kick the tip jar out in the crowd and they can drink on me |