Lubbock County

I may have cast the wrong spell
They tell me I forgot my name
Woke up in Lubbock County counting out some cushion change
A kid slid me a cool slug of vodka from his frying pan
He said, "I hate to bear the bad
News but the fly is open on your pants"

O, I'll tell you the truth
O, I'll tell you the truth
I'm a liar

But my zipper wasn't open and everybody had a belly laugh

Oh, I'll tell you the truth
Oh, I'll tell you the truth
I'm a liar
I'm a liar



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Freeman Garner
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