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Hard work - all day - in that hot Texas sun
Dad said - work boy - no need to have fun
Work hard- work long – and get off your ass
My dad - said his dad - said that

Church cloths on Sunday
Mamma washes the back of our neck
We pray to the good Lord
We show our respects

Preacher man says end of times coming soon
Dad says get in – moonshine comin at noon
The spirits we’re selling – help pay the way
My dad - said his dad – did it that way

Those blue lights - and red lights - are coming real fast
Dad said - grab the bottles - and get off your ass
All in – and locked in – that old cellar door
Dad strikes a match as he opens the door
Takes off his shoes - sits back and relax
My dad - said his dad - did that

The officer shined his bright light - and said step back from the door
Momma made some ice tea and gave him a pour
Dad said come in – and join in – we’ll sure have you back
My dad - said his dad - said that

Hard work - all day - in that hot Texas sun
Dad said - work boy - no need to have fun
Work hard - and work long - and get off your ass
My dad - said his dad - said that

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