| I always heard that his herb was top shelf
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| I just could not wait to find out for myself
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| Don’t knock it til' you tried it, Well I tried it my friend
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| And I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again
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| I learned a hard lesson in a small Texas town
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| He fired up a fat boy and passed him around
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| The last words that I spoke before they tucked me in Was I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again
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| I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again
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| My parties all over before it begins
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| You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
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| But I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again
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| I hopped on his old bus, the Honey Suckle Rose
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| The party was Vegas it was after the show.
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| Alone in the front lounge with just me and him,
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| With one parting puff grim creeper set in.
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| I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again
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| My parties all over before it begins
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| You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
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| But I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again
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| Now we’re passing the guitar and telling good jokes
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| I know ones a-comin' cause I’m smelling smoke
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| No I do not partake, I just let it pass by With a smile on my face and a great contact high
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| I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again
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| My parties all over before it begins
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| You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
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| But I’ll never smoke weed with Willie again
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| In the fetal position with drool on my chin
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| I messed up and smoked weed with Willie again |