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Clay Walker If I Could Make A Living Boogie Till The Cows Come Home I'm gonna polish my best boots I'm gonna put on my best hat I'm gonna drive on down to the dancehall That sits by the railroad tracks Well the band there mixes fiddles With a wailing saxophone And when they play that swing it only means one thing You're gonna boogie till the cows come home There's a wood stove in the corner There's saw dust on the floor They've got a flashing neon lone star sign Hangin' by the door All they sell is beer and setups So you'll have to bring your own But when they play that swing it only means one thing You're gonna boogie till the cows come home "faded love" and "milk cow blues" "the oklahoma stomp" and "born to lose" Tip your hat to "the rose of san antone" Here we go with the "cotton eyed joe" We're gonna boogie till the cows come home It's an old southwest tradition And a guaranteed good time There's people of all ages here From one to ninety-nine Even if you show up by yourself You don't have to be alone 'cause when they play that swing it only means one thing You're gonna boogie till the cows come home "faded love" and "milk cow blues" "the oklahoma stomp" and "born to lose" Tip your hat to "the rose of san antone" Here we go with the "cotton eyed joe" We're gonna boogie till the cows come home "faded love" and "milk cow blues" "the oklahoma stomp" and "born to lose" Tip your hat to "the rose of san antone" Here we go with the "cotton eyed joe" We're gonna boogie till the cows come home Here we go with the "cotton eyed joe" We're gonna boogie till the cows come home |
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