Lyrics:
Willie again
Never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it begins
He pour me some Old Whiskey River my friend
But I'll never smoke
like to get crazy
Stay all night
Stay a little longer
Turn out the lights
And Pull out my Willie
Pour me a whiskey river
Or yesterday's wine
You look
She used to have a boyfriend who worshipped Sean Penn
She said a priest wearing a worn-out Stetson
Said God looks like Willie Nelson
I learned that
changing too
Rivers of whiskey and bloody Mary mornings
Were causing my plans to fall through
But when I was down, I met me an angel
Flying too close
Introduction
(Ray Price - Willie Nelson)
When the evening sun goes down
Hi neighbors it is sundown at our house
As we make this new Columbia album
a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it begins
You can't pour me some old whiskey River my friend.
But I'll never smoke
can sing
Them blues like blind Willie McTell
There's a woman, she's standing by the river
She is with some fine young handsome man
See he's all dressed
I'm drinking that George Jones
Chase it down with a Wynette song
Burn a little Willie Nelson all night long
Putting Ol' Waylon on
I'm going to get all
tribes a-moaning
Hear the undertaker's bell
Nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome
Burl Ives – Pretty Polly
I courted pretty Polly the live long night
I courted pretty Polly the live long night
But I slept on her grave the best
some older friends
Rough patches in my marriage made me wanna chase these hoes again
Whiskey River, Willie Nelson, bitch I'm on the road again
Slow it
money with some older friends
Rough patches in my marriage made me want to chase these h*** again
Whiskey River, Willie Nelson, b**** I'm on the road
made me wanna chase these hoes again
Whiskey River, Willie Nelson, bitch I'm on the road again
Slow it down, think it through, you bouta lose control
like a fool in the rain
You know I never imagined that all this would happen
The first time I heard ole Willie Nelson sing
Those blue eyes are crying
alot of soul
Its the home of Willie Nelson, the home of western swing
He'll be the first to tell you, Bob Wills is still the King.
Mind fried like a fish
In the river I'm the pike with the stick
Ride a bike, let live an kill ya liver
Put my flannel on
I'm like Fantano aw man my shit
guess you ain't been told
That you just can't live in Texas unless you got a lot of soul
It's the home of Willie Nelson,the home of western swing
He'll
a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
got alot of soul.
It's the home of Willie Nelson
The home of western swing
He'll be the first to tell you
Bob Wills is still the king...
a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
of Willie Nelson
The home of western swing
He'll be the first to tell you
Bob Wills is still the king...
That's right, you go ahead, I'll be a okay
'Cause I got Jose, Captain Morgan
Not to mention old George and Tammy, Loretta, Merle, Willie Nelson, Big John
We played your music at my daddy's funeral,
And the pastor was amused
He said, It's hard to follow Whiskey River,
As he looked at us, in the pews
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