Jerry Jeff Walker
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There's a place I know where we all go,
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A little way down the road,
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It ain't far from here, we like to sit and drink beer,
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Play dominoes and tell jokes.
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We've been stopping by since 49,
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Ain't nothing fancy, just kids and ranches and
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Clean white shirts and jeans!
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Lots of smiling faces, little children running around,
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Everybody's somebody in an old hill country town!
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Dirt daubers humming, see the stickle burrs on your sock,
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Sure signs you spent some time in beautiful Luckenbach!
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Well, let me tell you now all about the town. . .
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How it came to be. . .
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In the 1800's they came in buggies
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To meet and trade and buy feed.
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They built the blacksmith's shop, then later on
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They added the cotton gin. . .
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But the old dance hall and general store's
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Where it all begins and ends!
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Lots of smiling faces, little children running around
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Everybody's somebody in an old hill country town
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Dirt daubers humming, see the stickle burrs on your sock
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Sure signs you spent some time in beautiful Luckenbach!
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Yehaw!
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In the 50's people moved to cities,
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Leaving it all behind
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Luckenbach closed down for good,
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It just fell on a harder time
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One day Hondo, driving by,
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Wished he had a beer
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So he bought the place and he opened it up
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That's reason we're all here
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Lots of smiling faces, little children running around,
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Everybody's somebody in an old hill country town!
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Dirt daubers humming, see the stickle burrs on your sock,
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Sure signs you spent some time in beautiful Luckenbach!
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Here we go!
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Lots of smiling faces, little children running around,
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Everybody's somebody in an old hill country town!
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Dirt daubers humming, see the stickle burrs on your sock,
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Sure signs you spent some time in beautiful Luckenbach!
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In beautiful Luckenbach!
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Viva Luckenbach
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Jerry Jeff Walker |