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Politics : PRESIDENT GEORGE W. BUSH -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Ish who wrote (114908)	12/13/2000 5:25:31 PM
From: gao seng	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 769670

Thanks Ish for reminding me that I wanted to post some song lyrics. I forgot the other one I wanted to post, but here is the one I am reminded of: The preacher man says it's the end of time, and the Mississippi river she's a goin dry. The interest is up and the stock market's down, an you only get mugged if ya go down town. I live back in the woods ya see the women and the kids and dogs and me. Got a shot-gun rifle and a four wheel drive and "A Country Boy Can Survive" Country folks can survive. I can plow a field all day long, I can catch cat fish from dusk til dawn. Make our own whiskey and our smoke too, ain't too many things these ole' boys can't do. We grow good ole' tomatoes and home-made wine and "A Country Boy Can Survive" country folks can surviivvve. Cause ya can't starve us out and ya can't make us run, cause were them ole' boys raised on shotguns. We say grace and we say mamm, if ya ain't it ta that we don't give a dam. We came from the West Virginia coal mines and the Rocky Mountians and Western Skies. And we can skin a buck, and run a trout line and "A Country Boy Can Survive" country folks can survive. I had a good friend in New York City, he never called me by my name just "Hillbilly" My grandfather taught me to live off the land, and his taught him to be a business-man. He used to send me pictures of the broadway nights and I send him some home-made wine, but he was killed by a man with a switch-blade-knife for forty three dollars my friend lost his life. ooooh I love to spit some beach-nut in that dudes eyes, then shoot-em with my ole' forty-five cause "A Country Boy Can Survive" Country folks can survivvve cause ya can't starve us out and ya can't make us run cause were them ole' boys raised on shotguns. We say grace and we say mamm, and if ya ain't in ta that we don't give a dam. Were from North California and South Alabam and little towns all around this land. And we can skin a buck we can run a trout line and "A Country Boy Can Survive" COUNTRY FOLKS CAN SURVVIIIVE, "A COUNTRY BOY CAN SURVIVE" "COUNTRY FOLKS CAN SURVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVVE!!!!!!!! - Hank Williams, Jr.