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I had my thumb out in the wind
I filled my lungs with tar
The mountain ridges blurred my vision
I thought I'd gone too far
Then I saw the lights
Come over the crest
But there was no driver, an auto-rider
The big rig blew right passed
I carried on down my road
Until a roadhouse I reached
The bartender was built to serve
So I pulled up a seat
One beer please and bourbon back
And my woes I did repeat
Well, it looked at me matter-of-factly
And said, "tough luck, buddy"
Who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
Who will tie the longhorns up on the grill
The world sure is changing fast and some say for the best
But who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
I squared away every drop of gas
That I could ever find
I know it's time to put it behind me
Or change my mind
But up on the front of my ride-on mower
I nailed a Peterbilt badge
One last ride, my beer beside me
And radio strapped to the dash
Who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
Who will tie the longhorns up on the grill
The world sure is changing fast and some say for the best
But who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
Who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
Who will tie the longhorns up on the grill
The world sure is changing fast and some say for the best
But who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
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If I Had One Bottle More
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If I had one bottle more
I'd probably wind up at your door
Singing every Buck song you'd hear
But if instead I took my time
Started hearing how I whine
There've gotta be reasons I'd see clear
But if I had one bottle more
Surely I'd be getting sore
And if I wasn't yet I'd be damn near
Close to calling you at home
From the deaf bartender's phone
Would someone get this man another beer?
I'm holding on tight to
Those nights spent beside you
And the guy that I tried to be
If I had one bottle more
There's no telling if I had one bottle more
I'm getting wise
Ignoring all the signs
If I had two, three or four
I know I'm not keeping score
And there's no telling what I'd do from here
Oh, what I'd give to make it right
Preaching altruistic light
'Cause darling I hold overwhelming fear
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