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Stars and Bars

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I woke up at noon With my alarm clock Packed my bags Searching for some truth I ain't found nothing What a drag Headed south to find Graceland's healing kind In redneck heaven the Stars and Bars fly high on a Hazy day in June I feel romantic Like Jesse James I shot some good ol' boy 'Cause he was fucking with me Didn't ask his name Headed south to find Graceland's healing kind In redneck heaven the Stars and Bars glimmer like fire Flying Texas bound Love that Dixie ground I'm a punk rock outlaw Glory bound I was killed last night Flashed low rider lights By an "esse" Mexican Over reefer bales At twelve oh two chorus