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 Well, oh, don't you wanna hear a little 
 E 	  	      
 Sawin' on the fiddle 
         E 	  	     A    
 And the cryin' of a steel guitar 
  	  	 E              
 Comin' from the heart and soul 
  	  	  	  B       
 Born and bred in the ole Lonestar 
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 Forget those honkytonkin' blues 
  	  	       A     
 Let me be your savin' grace 
  	  	  	 E      
 If you wanna hear some country 
             B                   E   
 Then you've come to the right place 
  
  
  	     A      
 If you miss Waylon 
 E                         
 We're gonna make you smile 
  
 If you like Willie and George Jones 
  	                      B  
 You better stick around a while 
         A                         
 If you like Merle, Buck, & Johnny 
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 Then we might just get along 
  
 But if you don't, go slap your mama 
          B                  E  
 Cuz your mama raised you wrong 
  
  
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 I like gravy on my biscuits 
 I like my chicken fried 
 I drink my coffee black 
 And I sure like my Charley Pride 
 Well I still salute Old Glory 
 And I give glory to the Lord 
 And I tip my hat to ole E.T. 
 And his Texas Troubadours