Lyrics:
out giggin' frogs
Introduced her to my ol' bird dog
And sang her every Willie Nelson song I could think of
And we made love
And I saddled up my
I've had my picture made with Willie Nelson
Stayed in a hotel with a pool
Driven through New Mexico where the saguaro cactus grow
And I felt
Williams Sr., Hank the third and his dad
Hank Williams Jr. I mean he's bad
Willie Nelson, Waylon too
I like newgrass, bluegrass, and Emmylou
I like Pete
cheated on before
To all the girls I loved before
To all the girls I cheated on before, I tip my hat like Willie Nelson
You got pressure, take a sip
a faggot on the rag
I'm goin for bam like Scarface and NIP
What they leave of your ass Willie D gonna rip
All of that muthafuckin' talkin' is for
and try to stop me
Wish you would I highly doubt it
Truck on Willie Nelson
Bitch so high you had to climb up out it
Kick that door and open up
Don't
to the music for the vocals
I prefer Phil Collins solo, 'cause its the only thing that calms me down after I murder someone
The Oscars failed us by not saving
share of Misery and Gin
But I ain't as cool as Willie Nelson
And I can't write like David Coe
And I can't play guitar like ol' Chet Atkins
And I can't
Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail
You can hate me, but await me like
to you
Oh Lord help me through this day
Lead me guide me as I pray
I'm the Charlie Daniels of Texas and Willie Nelson's my dad
We've got our guitars
room
With a rope ladder hanging from the ceiling
When sliding down the rope came Willie Nelson
Sayin' "Son, let's find the party that never ends"
We
never heard a Waylon Jennings song
She's never been a fan of Willie Nelson
So there ain't no way in hell we'll get along
She told me she thinks country
night long
So I took her out giggin' frogs
Introduced her to my ol' bird dog
And sang her every Willie Nelson song I could think of
And we made love
'em don't hit it too hard, this is a creepa
Woody Harrelson is down with us
Bruce Willis smokes hard, he's down with us
Yeah, Willie Nelson is down
of Marijuana farmers
And they made this land a better place for all of us
Where's the logic in our current policy
That locks up kids just for having a couple
he picks you up
Every Sunday for a walk in the park
And on your birthday he surprises you
Willie Nelson's in town
Every afternoon it comes more easily
Tell her past keep it all behind her
I’m smoking gas Willie Nelson’s father
And I go Dwayne cater
Young money spend it how I wanna
Miami hot yea it’s for
Willie Nelson cover of "On the Road Again"
See what I did there, bro?
I get it, you don't dig it (baby you don't dig it)
And it's alright 'cause
Call Krusty the Clown steer clear of Nelson
He’ll laugh at you openly
It’s worse than hearing "Okilly Dokilly"
Flanders, store just for left handers
Bar
Nelson is back
20k for a verse you need some help on a track
And I swear I've been all the
Way to hell and I'm back
Without a cosign at all I
Put myself
a vacation
I can't spend my time daten
No not really whats the point
If I ain't maken no milli ol willie hood block
Woodstock Willie Nelson
Kembo Walker
never heard a waylon Jennings song
She’s never been a fan of
Willie Nelson so there ain’t
No way in hell we’ll get along
She told me she thinks country
Nelson and Snoop Doggy Doggy
They smoking up like it's nobody's business
Annual expenses on grass in the millions
Willie pushing 90 and snoop like fifty
America the beautiful
Willie nelson and all
O beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above thy fruited
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