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Hank Williams Hank Jr That S How They Do It In Dixie The Essential Collection

of us are born with it Some of us don't ever, ever get it Thank God I'm a guitar man And it's true I love the money And it's true I love all the honeys

There's a tear in my beer 'cause I'm cryin' for you, dear You are on my lonely mind Into these last nine beers I have shed a million tears You are on

The preacher man says it's the end of time And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry The interest is up and the stock markets down And you only get

it up) Let's try to get along And it'll be more better (Stirrin' it, stirrin' it, stirrin' it up) (Stirrin' it up) Sick 'em, Rush! (Stirrin' it up) Jump

a cowboy's work is just never done I am in to basics and I don't like fads I like to have women I never had Hey I don't mean to ever do nobody no wrong

I've got a good woman at home, who thinks I do no wrong But sometimes Lord she just ain't always around And you know that's when I fall, I can't help

country state of mind You know, the red necks and the hippies They are in their discos and honkytonks Somewhere between raising hell and amazing grace Lord, I know just how they

ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry Like they do in

it up) Let's try and get along And it'll be more better (Stirrin it, stirrin it, stirrin it up) (Stirrin it up) sick em, Rush (Stirrin it up) jump in