| Well his record label told him we don’t need you anymore
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| Now our consultants say you’re not what folks are lookin'
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| And we can’t get your records on young country radio
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| Why you’re too outta' shape for Wranglers an too old for video
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| Well they tore up his contract yeah they ripped it page by page
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| As he walked out they ushered in a young man half his age
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| Why he felt low down an useless as they sent him on his way
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| But they’ll never know the favor that they did for him that day
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| He’s building a mansion over in Branson
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| And the folks are clapping louder than they ever did before
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| He’s building a mansion over in Branson
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| Well Nashville eat your heart out he don’t need you anymore
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| Well he use to ride his custom coach 300 days a year
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| But now he just drives up the street to personally appear
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| Why he’s got his own theater his own record label too
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| And now he’s a gettin' 99 percent instead of 2
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| He’s building a mansion over in Branson
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| And the crowds are cheering louder than they ever did before
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| He’s building a mansion over in Branson
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| Well Nashville eat your heart out he don’t need you anymore
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| Nashville eat your heart out he don’t need you anymore |