| I’m a high straight in Plainview
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| A side bet in Idalou
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| An' a fresh deck in Mobile
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| Yeah some call me high handed
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| Some call me low handed
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| But I’m holdin' what I am the wheel
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| 'Cause I’m panhandlin' manhandlin'
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| Post holin' hugh rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy
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| I ain’t got no blood in my veins
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| I just got them four lanes
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| Of hard Amarillo Highway
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| I don’t wear no Stetson
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| But I’m willin' to bet son
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| That I’m as big a Texan as you are
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| There’s a girl in her bare feet
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| Asleep on the back seat
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| And the trunk’s full of Pearl beer and Lone Star
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| 'Cause I’m panhandlin' manhandlin'
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| Post holin' hugh rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy
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| I ain’t got no blood in my veins
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| I just got them four lanes
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| Of hard Amarillo Highway
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| Gonna hop outta bed
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| Pop a pill in my head
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| Bust a hub for the Golden Spread
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| Under Blue Skies
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| Gonna stuff my hide
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| Behind some Power Glide
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| Get some southern fried back in my hide
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| 'Cause I’m panhandlin' manhandlin'
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| Post holin' hugh rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy
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| I ain’t got no blood in my veins
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| I just got them four lanes
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| Of hard Amarillo Highway
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| As Close as I’ll ever get to heaven
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| Is makin' speed up old eighty-seven
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| Of that hard Amarillo Highway |