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Oh, Dillon James was my good time country buddy
Well, we hunted, talked and fished his days away
He was just a farm hand, worked old man Walker's land
Retired on his 68th
Yeah, he wore a size sixteen shoe, had skin alligator
Lord, he could pick up a deer and right out of those woods
Old had a million tales but he sung me one refrain
And I recall that song by Dillon James

One July Monday morning I met him at the hole
But old Dillon toting his half pint of tin hide
His roll your own tobacco string was a-hanging from his
His eyes were red as beets, looked like he
And I know he sat on knees his overalls were muddy
But my ten year old mind understand
He sat down on the bank and wrote this four refrain
And I recall that song by Dillon James

Well, I got my ticket for the in the sky
been talking to the man, I'm gonna fly
Paid the price on my knees
A voice from heaven me
I got my ticket for the in the sky

Well, it was one to the day on a July Monday morning
I waited at the fishing hole but old Dillon, he didn't
Daddy came about noon, and said
Son, I've got news
Lord's old Dillon's soul
Yeah, and I walked up to his
Looked at old big Dillon
Lord that I saw a pair of wings
That tables set but I felt good, for at last I
That refrain sung by Dillon James