| Ain’t nobody left that wants to hear drinking songs
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| They say you can’t sell the truth no more
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| The kind that Jones and Hank are famous for
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| I guess they’ve never been to Texas
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| When the sun went down
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| Once the parking lots fill up
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| At every beer joint around
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| I heard the whole bar sing along
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| started liking cheating songs
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| I’ve been a witness to a hardwood floor
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| When I simply couldn’t hold no more
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| If they had they wouldn’t feel that way
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| They’d admit the past was here to stay
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| But they won’t because the fact is
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| They ain’t never been to Texas
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| Some predict in fifteen years or less
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| We’ll all agree to change things for the best
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| Now we’ll be glad, ain’t no more steel guitars
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| But if they think we’re gonna let it go that far
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| I guess they’ve never been to Texas
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| When the sun went down
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| Once the parking lots fill up
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| At every beer joint around
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| I heard the whole bar sing along
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| started liking cheating songs
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| I’ve been a witness to a hardwood floor
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| When I simply couldn’t hold no more
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| If they had they wouldn’t feel that way
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| They’d admit the past was here to stay
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| But they won’t because the fact is
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| They ain’t never been to Texas
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| Yeah, they won’t because the fact is
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| They ain’t never been to Texas |