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Flatland Farmer
He's a flatland farmer. Who flatpicks and old guitar. Yeah he's a flatland farmer. He flatpicks and old guitar. He don't make no money. But he can out-pick them Nashville stars.
Flatland Boogie
Hey up on the Cap rock, me and my baby ride. Goin' a hundred miles an hour, 'cause this old Ford can still fly. Got Four Roses in a sack an we ain't lookin' back tonight.
Ffa
Yeah, he never done too good when he's in high school. Ah, he never even talked to a popular girl. Yeah, he just hung around, down at the drive-in. Honkin' on his horn and drinkin' Pearl, beer.
Feelin Easy
Well I'm feelin easy baby. Breezin through the blues. Bout half-sleazy baby. But who's to pick-n-choose. I got the tattoos. A pierced ear. A bottle of that rot-gut booze.
Flatland Farmer
He's a flatland farmer. Who flat-picks an old guitar. Yeah, he's a flatland farmer. He flat-picks an old guitar. . He don't make no money. But he can out-pick a Nashville star.
Ffa
He never done too good when he was in high school. He never even talked to a popular girl. He just hung around down at the drive-in. Honkin' on his horn and drinkin' Pearl.
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