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The day I to Hollywood,
I got off the bus, me an' my guitar.
My hair was all for Jesus,
It got real quiet when I in that bar.
Some mean old guy walked on by,
With a devil tattoo and an' in his nose.
Well, I tried to myself,
But no-one took the to say hello.

So I out my guitar,
An' I launched into a Parton song.
An' I knew it,
Coats of colors began to sing along.
And it one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
songs.
It was an absolutely lickin', grits & chicken,
music love song.

Now I this city life,
Musta a toll on all them lonesome souls.
An' I couldn't wonder what would make a guy,
Wanna women's clothes.
finally, a real man sat next to me,
An' a Tequila.
Well, he turned an' an' shook my hand,
An' "Hi there, my name is Sheila."

He said: "I heard you across the room.
"Is what they call a mountain music song?"
He "I must admit, I laughed at first,
"Then I found singin' along."
And it one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
songs.
It was an finger lickin', grits & chicken,
music love song.

Well, I had a fall, I liked all,
But I could never call place my home.
An' as my bus rode past bar,
I swore I could hear 'em on.

And it one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
songs.
It was an finger lickin', grits & chicken,
music love song.
It was.