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THIS OLE
(Bill Anderson)
'77 Music

(I want to respectfully dedicate this song
To every man that ever drove a
Every salesman whoever rode the highways
And every picker whoever chased a dream
And up in a motel room starin' at four walls talkin' to himself
Feelin' like the only he's got in this world is his ole suitcase)
She's been my pillow I've needed a place to lay my weary head
She's been my blanket when the ground beneath my was my only bed
been the table where I've dined on T-bone steak and cheep red wine
I've shared the gravy and the grind this ole suitcase mhm
She's my traveling companion
When the road out in front of me for miles
She's had to catch my tears
But she's been around to see my smiles
I sing her my songs in unfancy and she listens patiently
I've carried her and she's me this ole suitcase mhm
And the people who don't
Say ain't it hard livin' out of a suitcase
And I guess if you ain't been
You might not understand it but it's my
She's been my traveling
When the stretched out in front of me for miles
She's had to my salty tears
But she's been around to see my smiles
New York City to Kangka Ki in a 707 or in a GMC
I've her and she's carried me this ole suitcase mhm
From New City to Kangka Ki in a 707 or in a GMC
And when I die bury me in this ole suitcase mhm