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I'd be one pitching dirt, standing with the family, the brothers that were earned
I sang at the funeral of Billy Joe Shaver heard Tanya Tucker sing

want a boy
So she raised him as a queen
Now little Billy Joe
Would be Billy Jean Queen
Billy's at home
Getting watched by a Teen
But the mama doesn't

to Waylon
Listenin' to jennings pick the strings
I opened the door on the tour bus
Looking back at me was bocephus
Well Billy Joe shaver's a racer
Jerry Reed

Ignored by the masses, but loved by a few
A bearded man came up to Joe and said
I have a job for you
You see I'm part of the traveling circus in town

Deep

Parliament

Motor Booty Affair

1978

deep!
The girl is deep!
Iiiiiit's got to be deep!

Deep!
(i saw you only Friday, joe, and just let me say, )
The boy is deep!
(...tried to take me

on a prayer
that it don't turn out wild
While I'm in a
Dark corner In a bar By a table
With an Ol' Jukebox playin' Billy Joe Shaver
I toast a glass of cheap

whiskey
Your rum or your beer
There's something much better that's waiting us here
It sits by the fire beneath the gum-tree
Blackened and boiled and billy

Do you remember Joe Strummer?
He told us that the future is unwritten
And though I loved ol' Joe
I think he got it wrong
Cause everyone I know
Every

I Thought That's Who I Was

Bobby Pinson

Man Like Me

2005

Me and Billy Joe Taylor joined each other at the hip
I loved him like the brother I never had
He was my go-to-guy on 3rd and 10, made me look good

figure
And a woman he'd once known
My old family tought me 
That not everyone comes home

But oh, I still miss them
Just like Billy misses Lisa
Built

to obsolete dogmas and outworn slogans. They cannot be moved by those who cling to a present that is already dying, who prefer the illusion of security

done
I hit you right up on that mattress
You the first woman I loved
But I think that shit was just some passion
And I doubt you hear this verse
And I

Bill

Peggy Scott-Adams

Bill

never crossed my mind
Bill was a friend and he was God Uncle to my only son
Now it looks Uncle Billy wants to be his step-mom

Now you see I was ready

while longer wild fires only gonna spread farther
Woman ain't gon' get to choose the father
Imma still be bothered, sweatin cause the earth just gettin

I could wolf whistle at robots
I feel I could hold a relatively decent conversation with TV's Joe Pasquale
I feel I could listen to a whole album by

Bill

Oscar Peterson

Oscar Peterson Plays the Jerome Kern Songbook

1959

never crossed my mind
Bill was a friend and he was God Uncle to my only son
Now it looks Uncle Billy wants to be his step-mom

Now you see I was ready

girl let's take it slow
I just wanna be friends first, I'm tryna get to know
You asked me what's my name, and I told you it was Joe
But then I told you

Furtado, do I keep it bottled? 
Open happiness tomorrow? Coca Cola type of motto
Bought some coca then got caught by woman, I'm sure the spirits knocked it