Serve the servants - oh no That legendary divorce is such a bore Teenage angst has paid off well Now I'm bored and old Self-appointed judges judge More than they have sold If she floats than she is not A witch like we had thought A down payment on another

Hey there ain't no doubt that God's been good to me Well I can't believe I'm sittin' here today Picking on my banjo with a big smile on my face Writin' new words to an old school melody Oh the sun is shinin' on down in Tennessee And right now where I'm

Heaven is not so far Here we are, under the stars Under the stars We'll find a love to hold our hand through the cold We'll find an angel light out in the storm We'll see a light to lead us all the way home and Wherever we go we will know Let's raise a

Oh babe I know what you like And I would make love to you forever and ever Into the night (forever and ever we'll make love into the night) Baby I can come by And pick you up We'll make love into the night, It's never enough That's you (that's you)

Ready, ready, teddy, Gonna rock it up, Gonna rip it up, Gonna shake it up, Gonna ball it up, And ball the night. I'm ready, ready, teddy to rock and roll. Well it's Saturday night, and I just got paid

Uh ah, uh ho Yeah, she's gotta have soul Or it won't feel right Well, just plain, clean and simple Wrapped up nice n' tight And homegrown and down-home, that makes one Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe for me, woh It's gettin' hard to find

Oh well, I'm ignorant But not to the fact that I'm ignorant, of course I know that, I'm indifferent I don't care to know what I don't I don't care 'til I'm coming home And my dad tell me some shit about when he my age, he was doing shit Protesting about

Oh, anything I want he gives it to me Anything I want he gives it, but not for free It's hateful And it's paid for and I'm so grateful to be nowhere Well, I got a friend who's a man The man who keeps me from the lonely, the only He gives me what I need

Get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways They said, get back, honky cat You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine Get back,

I read the news today, oh boy I'd love to turn you on About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well I just had to laugh I saw the photograph He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the lights had changed A crowd