| If I found me somebody who could pay me cash money
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| A dollar for every beer I ever drank
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| A 10 for every Camel Light, give me 50 for a fist fight
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| I’d have a million dollars in the bank
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| Well I’d fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
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| Wouldn’t change one thing even if I could
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| Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
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| Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
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| Be the same road, same truck, same town
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| Singin' the same old song
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| Wish I could get a buck for every one of them green head ducks
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| That I’ve knocked down in that Mississippi mud
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| And if money grew on trees, then I could buy anything
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| I’d buy the same ol', same old everything
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| And I’d fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
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| Wouldn’t change one thing even if I could
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| Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
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| Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
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| Be the same road, same truck, same town
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| Singin' the same old song
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| Well I might buy my daddy one of them brand new Chevy’s
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| Take Mama to town, let her pick out somethin' nice
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| But I’d fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
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| Wouldn’t change one thing even if I could
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| Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
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| Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
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| Be the same road, same truck, same town
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| Singin' the same old song
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| Yeah, same road, same truck, same town
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| Singin' the same old song
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| Same old song
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| And I’d fish this same ol' hole (Same ol' hole)
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| And I’d hunt these same ol' woods (Same ol' woods)
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| And I’d drink these same ol' Coors (Same ol' Coors)
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| And I’d wear these same ol' worn out boots |