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Mama's don't let yer babies grow up to be cowboys

Don't let 'em play guitars and drive them old trucks

Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such

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I am a total sucker for old school country music. Willie, Waylon, Johnny...

One of my favorite Willie Nelson songs (which is appropraite for this forum):

A Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the light fandango

And turned cartwheels cross the floor.

I was feeling kind of seasick

But the crowd called out for more.

The room was humming harder

And the ceiling flew away

When we called out for another drink

The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later

As the miller told his tale

That her face at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale.

She said There is no reason,

And the truth is plain to see,

But I wandered through my playing cards

And would not let her be

One of sixteen vestal virgins

Who were leaving for the coast

And although my eyes were open

They might just just have well been closed.

And so it was that later

As the miller told his tale

That her face at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale.

She said she wanted shore leave

Tho in truth we were at sea

So I took her by a looking glass

And forced her to agree

Saying you must be the mermaid

Who took Neptune for a ride

Well she smiled at me so sadly

That my anger straightway died

And so it was, etc…

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Oh, I love that song!! I'd have never thought that was Willie Nelson. Somebody else did that - they must have, right?

I am a total sucker for old school country music. Willie, Waylon, Johnny...

One of my favorite Willie Nelson songs (which is appropraite for this forum):

A Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the light fandango

And turned cartwheels cross the floor.

I was feeling kind of seasick

But the crowd called out for more.

The room was humming harder

And the ceiling flew away

When we called out for another drink

The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later

As the miller told his tale

That her face at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale.

She said There is no reason,

And the truth is plain to see,

But I wandered through my playing cards

And would not let her be

One of sixteen vestal virgins

Who were leaving for the coast

And although my eyes were open

They might just just have well been closed.

And so it was that later

As the miller told his tale

That her face at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale.

She said she wanted shore leave

Tho in truth we were at sea

So I took her by a looking glass

And forced her to agree

Saying you must be the mermaid

Who took Neptune for a ride

Well she smiled at me so sadly

That my anger straightway died

And so it was, etc…

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