Pledge Allegiance To The Hag

Pledge Allegiance To The Hag
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Theres a little dive on a dead-end road

Called the Cross-Eyed Cricket Waterin Hole

Where you can hear the sound of a steel guitar

An get loud an rowdy with PBR

But at the top of every hour, man, you can hear a pin drop

As ol Jack drops a quarter an plays Merle
on that jukebox, an we stop
.

An tip our hats
An raise our glasses of cold, cold beer

They say countrys fadin

But we still wavin that flag around here

when its time to go, you know youre welcome back

Where the people pledge allegiance to the Hag

When the weekend comes an the weathers clear

Theres a high spot fifteen miles from here

Where you can always find a few dusty trucks

With the windows down an the radio up

We sit there poppin tops, shootin bull an singin songs

But you can bet your boots that when Haggard comes on
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An tip our hats
An raise our glasses of cold, cold beer

They say countrys fadin
But were still wavin that flag around here

An when its time to go, you know youre welcome back

Where the people pledge allegiance to the Hag
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One of these days when my time has come

You can take me back to where Im from

Put me on a westbound train

An ship me off in the pourin rain

Don't cry for me when Im gone

Just put a quarter in the jukebox an sing me back home
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An tip your hats
An raise your glasses of cold, cold beer

They say countrys fadin

But just keep wavin that flag around here

An I know, itll keep on comin back

Long as people pledge allegiance
Where folks still pledge allegiance

I pledge allegiance to the Hag