| Seems my whole life is patterned after 1963
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| I could go to the picture show
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| Or catch a country jamboree
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| Now there’s people picking on the Opry
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| And I don’t know who they’re with
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| There’s too much boogie woogie
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| And not enough Connie Smith
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| The truth about the matter is enough to make you cry
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| If you don’t know what we’re talking about
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| Have a good day and say goodbye
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| Hey, that stuff they’re playing on the radio
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| Oughta be down at the bottom of abyss
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| There’s too much boogie woogie
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| And not enough Hank and Chris
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| I thank God for Marty Stuart
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| Every time he’s through
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| And thanks to Willie Nelson
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| And thanks to Emmylou
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| Hey, we gotta be more demanding
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| Down at the corner pub
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| There’s too much boogie woogie
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| And not enough Ernest Tubb
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| (Ah come in now Reggie)
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| I thank God for Marty Stuart
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| Hey, every time he’s through
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| Thanks God for Willie Nelson
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| And thanks for Emmylou
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| We gotta be more demanding
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| Down at the corner pub
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| There’s too much boogie woogie
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| And not enough Ernest Tubb
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| That’s right, too much boogie woogie
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| And not enough Ernest Tubb
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| Dog gone ya |