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"Kick That Old Hound Dog"
I rolled into Wayland in a broken down truck the tranny was slippin I was down on my luck A droopy eared hound dog by the tavern front door a white whiskered drunkard was beginning to snore Chorus Kick that old hound dog and leave the cold beer I gotta get movin gotta get outta here I'll work if I find it to keep movin on now the bartender's missin must have went to the john The register's open who's mindin the store it sure ain't the hound dog or the drunk from before chorus Kick that old hound dog and leave the cold beer gotta get movin gotta get outta here Sometimes it's easy opportunity knocks when the register's full and there's no sign of cops So I tore down the sidewalk in search of a car I finally found one with a big golden star chorus Kick that old hound dog and leave the cold beer gotta get movin gotta get outta here gotta get movin gotta get outta here gotta get movin gotta get outta here ![]()
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