Bring 'Em Back"


Let me take you back to nineteen ninety one-two-three
Garth Brooks was a heavyweight champ 'a the airwaves
The Muhammed Ali, and there were doctors, lawyers,
Bandwagon first-timer country music lovers
Redneck bikers, housewives waitin' in the same line
To have a big time at the honky tonks
Then Garth pulled a Bobbie Sue
Took the money and he run, but hey, wouldn't you
And the stock market crashed, and the meat went bad
And the old blamed the new for the music bein' so bad
So sad, when I thought it couldn't get worse
One by one, the honky tonks started bitin' into sandwiches
Made a dirt

CHORUS:

(So) (The) cowboys and cowgirls of the world (to) unite
(And) bring those honky tonks, (bring 'em) back to life
The dogs, the dives, waterin' holes-in-the-wall
Million-dollar corporate-owned line dance halls
They're goin' bye bye
Can't let 'em die-ee-eye
(So) cowboys and cowgirls (of the world) unite
And bring those honky tonks
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Bring 'em back to life



There you go, I got it off my chest
And laid it in the lap
Of the two-step lovin' beer drinkin' honky tonkin' nation
As a matter of fact
Bring back the buckles big as hubcaps
Even the mullet and the handlebar moustache
Ten gallon felt straws
Way-genuine American-made cowboy hats
And bring back ladies night
All you can drink up, fellas, with your eyes
And you beautiful blondes, redheads, brunettes
You know you wanna get that t-shirt wet
Bring 'em back

(Repeat Chorus)



Just one more thing before I go
While I'm up here on my box of soap
There's some people I'd wanna bring back
We all miss, you know
Tammy Wynette, guitar Chet
June Carter Cash, Johnny Paycheck
Minnie Pearl, Bill Monroe
Bring 'em back
Back to Waylon, Roger, Hank
Bring back the Man in Black, I say
That's just a few of the greats who would want




Thanks to Sammy Copriva

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