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Cross Canadian Ragweed Live Loud At Billy Bob S Texas

I' can't see Don't know what you think of me I don't really care I got to bang my head against the wall cause it's there I sit and stare at the telephone

wrong Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed They smuggle across the Rio, they use the Mexican breed That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's Texican's

sit and work the gate or I can guess your weight I'll even sell the corn dogs I don't care As long as I am there I'll hand out baseballs at the dunk tank

em down Workin' on sympathy Look at me Hey bartender another round This one's on mine Let's see how many friends I can buy in just a little time See the girl at

Ever since you went away The sun hasn't been out to shine And clouds they been dropping their blues on me And rainy day blues are mine And i don't care

The capital is Pampa, Texas, that's the only place a house that big belongs. Chorus: If I were president, the blue-collar man won't get the shaft. Nobody's

it could be a river Love's a single drop of rain But to her love is forever It's the mention of your name What is love there's more than just one answer Love's

like thunder, Knocks me down like a fifth of Tennessee She?s the pitch that I can?t hit, She?s the joke that I don?t get, She?s crazy and that?s alright