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My momma used to tell me son you better get your work done your daddy's coming home at five |
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And if you ain't all thru with the chores you gotta do boy I'm gonna tan you alive |
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I was glued to the radio listening to my hero singing those sad old songs |
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Singing them sadder than a one car funeral nobody sings like Jones |
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I'd take that old kitchen broom up to my room and I'd play it like an old guitar |
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Or sit out on the porch trying to sing like George dreaming of becoming a star |
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Well things I never did when I was just a kid made what I am today |
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See momma used to whoop me with a George Jones album that's why I sing this way |
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So I ended up in Nashville working at a saw mill just to be close to the stars |
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I got a little broke but I couldn't ask my folks so I had to hock my old guitar |
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I still hang around tootsie's orchid lounge thinking he'll walk thru that door |
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But a voice in my mind says you wasting your time cause George don't drink no more |
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I used to take that old broom up to my room and I played it like an old guitar |
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Or sit out on the porch trying to sing like George dreaming of becoming a star |
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Well things I never did when I was just a kid made what I am today |
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You see momma used to whoop me with a George Jones album that's why I sing this way |
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Well things I never did when I was just a kid made what I am today |
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You see momma used to whoop me with a George Jones album that's why I sing this way |
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Momma used to whoop me with a George Jones album that's why I sing this way |