FIVE-A-LIVE ! POWER PLAYERS - WAYLON JENNINGS

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Just a good old boy. Never meaning no harm. Be told you never saw them in trouble with the law, so today they were born. Someday the mountain might get over the lawn everywhere. The only way they know how. That's just a little bit more the low. I'm a good old boy. You know my mama loves me. But you don't understand. I keep my show in my hands. Love my face on the face.

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Long star belt buckles and old faded levies, and each night begins a new day. If you don't understand him, he don't die here. He'll probably just ride away.

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Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks. Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such. Don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. Even with someone they love.

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Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings.

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Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night.

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But his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right.

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Don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys. Don't let him take guitars and try to move. Let him be doctors and lawyers who sons. Don't let your babies grow up to be cows. They never stay home and they're always alone. Even with someone they love. I don't need my name and the marquee lights. I got your song. I got you with me tonight. Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love. Let's go to Lucanbach, Texas. Wayland and Willie and the boys. Got us putting like the Hatfields and McCoys. Between Pink Williams pain songs, blueberries train songs, and blue eyes crying in the rain. Out of Luke and Bach Texas, ain't nobody feelin' no pain. So baby, let's sell your diamond ring. Buy some boots and faded jeans and go away. This coat and tie is choking me. In your high society, you cry all day. We've been so busy keeping up with the Jones Four car garage, and we're still building them. Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love. Let's go to Luke and Bach, Texas, waiting in Willie and the boys. Got us fugitin' like the Hatfields and McCoys. Between Hank Williams Pain songs, Newberry's train songs, and Blue Eyes crying in the rain. Out of Luke and Bach, Texas. Ain't nobody feelin' no pain.

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Let's go to Luke and Bach, Texas, William Whalen and Boys. This successful life we're living just as feudin' like the hat fields and the course. Between the Hank Williams pain songs and Jerry Jeff's train songs and blue eyes crying in the rain out from Lucan Bob, Texas. There ain't nobody feeling no pain.