THE BALLAD of the COUNTRY MUSIC PHAROAH
This is the ballad
Of the country music pharaoh
He lives in Texas
May not be Egypt
It ain't Ontario
He is the King of his domain
The Sphinx of cowboys
He has a four wheel drive for a chariot
Yeah he's a good old boy
One day he came home with hole in his head
He said
Baby I think maybe we got some kind of worry
Get the doggies grab them around
Call my lawyer up in town
I fear soon I may be dead
And in my will I want it read
If I die shoot my horse
Kill my dog and my wife of course
Oh bury me in my pickup truck
Because in the afterlife
My truck can't suck
Oh please make sure that in my tomb
I've got my ten gallon hat and my rhinestone boots
I'll need my six gun shooter to keep the devil at bay
Nail that sucker yippeee-ki-yi-yay
I'm gonna nail that sucker baby
Right between the eyes yeah
Then he lay down tried to soothe his nagging doubts
Played his guitar one last time
But found no twang in the sound
Oh woe is me I can't believe
My time has come my final grief
But I'll take you all along with me
Because I'm the Pharaoh that's me
If I die shoot my horse
Kill my dog and my wife of course
Oh bury me in my pickup truck
Because in the afterlife my truck can't suck
Oh please make sure that in my tomb
I've got my ten gallon hat and my rhinestone boots
I'll need my six gun shooter to keep the devil at bay
Nail that sucker yippeee-ki-yi-yay
Yippeee-ki-yi-yippi-ki-yay
Yippeee-ki all the way to Santa Fe
Yippeee-ki-yi-yippi-ki-yi-yay-yay-yay
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Of the country music pharaoh
He lives in Texas
May not be Egypt
It ain't Ontario
He is the King of his domain
The Sphinx of cowboys
He has a four wheel drive for a chariot
Yeah he's a good old boy
One day he came home with hole in his head
He said
Baby I think maybe we got some kind of worry
Get the doggies grab them around
Call my lawyer up in town
I fear soon I may be dead
And in my will I want it read
If I die shoot my horse
Kill my dog and my wife of course
Oh bury me in my pickup truck
Because in the afterlife
My truck can't suck
Oh please make sure that in my tomb
I've got my ten gallon hat and my rhinestone boots
I'll need my six gun shooter to keep the devil at bay
Nail that sucker yippeee-ki-yi-yay
I'm gonna nail that sucker baby
Right between the eyes yeah
Then he lay down tried to soothe his nagging doubts
Played his guitar one last time
But found no twang in the sound
Oh woe is me I can't believe
My time has come my final grief
But I'll take you all along with me
Because I'm the Pharaoh that's me
If I die shoot my horse
Kill my dog and my wife of course
Oh bury me in my pickup truck
Because in the afterlife my truck can't suck
Oh please make sure that in my tomb
I've got my ten gallon hat and my rhinestone boots
I'll need my six gun shooter to keep the devil at bay
Nail that sucker yippeee-ki-yi-yay
Yippeee-ki-yi-yippi-ki-yay
Yippeee-ki all the way to Santa Fe
Yippeee-ki-yi-yippi-ki-yi-yay-yay-yay
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
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