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Hat & Boots
03:19
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He's got a hundred dollar saddle for a twenty dollar horse,
Thinks the sun comes every morning just to hear him crow.
Oh just to hear him crow.
Yah he's got enough lip for ten rows of teeth,
But the noisiest bucket tends to be the most empty.
Hot damn is he empty.
Hat and Boots, you got a lot to lose.
Hat and Boots, ah what you think that proves.
He'll wear a smile for your mother and a pistol for your father,
Slip a franklin in the offer but it'll cost the preacher's daughter.
And he call's himself a martyr.
'Cause a wink and a grin does not a gentlemen make,
Only Trailer Trash Betty's thinking you're a saint.
Can of dip, you got it made.
Hat and Boots, you got a lot to lose.
Hat and Boots, ah what you think that proves.
It'd take a cattle of men and a river of booze,
To make this girl walk a mile in your self-righteous shoes
Ah singin' that self-righteous blues.
They say a cowboy can live off his old hat and boots,
I reckon you ain't makin' it past high-noon.
Hat and Boots, you got a lot to lose.
Hat and Boots, ah what you think that proves.
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Land Of Toys
03:36
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Bleeding down the street of my mothers,
Got no angel flying over me.
Pull me up when I'm down and under,
When I'm drowning in society.
Bleeding down the street of my father's,
Got a firm hand on my back.
Heck, he'll make me walk six thousand miles,
Broken trails of the promised land.
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
One hand for an aching sister,
One hand for a broken boy.
One hand in your face you piece of disgrace
Walking blind in the land of toys.
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
If luck was a son of the devil,
I'd be swimming through the gates of hell.
'Cause the gift that makes you happy
They're gonna poison with Jezebel.
I got water running under my window
Open up its gonna flow right in
Deep breath gotta make it through girl,
Don't wanna die floating thick in sin.
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
One hand for an aching sister,
One hand for a broken boy.
One hand in your face you piece of disgrace
Walking blind in the land of toys.
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January
03:09
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I keep it high when I'm low.
I've got no where else to.
Well when the rain's coming down harder then it's ever before.
I push on up when I'd down.
I pick myself up off the ground.
Well when the rain's coming down harder then it's ever before.
Standing near my old spot, where my love began it's plot.
I keep it high when I'm low.
I've got no where else to.
Well when the rain's coming down harder then it's ever before.
Could never dream how far I've climbed.
I'm lost in time, I'm lost in rhyme.
I push on up when I'd down.
I pick myself up off the ground.
Well when the rain's coming down harder then it's ever before.
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Honey Bee
03:53
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I'm waiting for my one true love to come and rescue me,
From my own loose hands, one night stands, and the evil running free.
He's dancing that old two step on his own bare feet.
He's making pie that'll get you high, putting whiskey in your tea.
Lonely, lonely, lonely for his touch.
And I just might die if he's not here soon.
It's Honey Bee or bust.
I've got to got to got to,
Find my Honey Bee.
He's somewhere here, far or near,
Looking for my company.
I close my eyes, and pray to God,
For the glory that he'll bring.
Sweet love all day, it's the only way
For him and me to be.
Lonely, Lonely, Lonely for his touch
And I just might die if he's not here soon,
It's Honey Bee or bust.
x 2
*Sermon Interlude*
Lonely, Lonely, Lonely for his touch
And I just might die if he's not here soon,
It's Honey Bee or bust.
x 2
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