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Grandpa Charles smoked and drank whiskey
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But he died in 43
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Nobody like him in all my kin
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Untill my brother and me
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He died in a small town so far back
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They didn't know what hit him maybe a heart attack
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That was a drag on my grandma you know
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She never really forgave him  for that
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Most every year on Christmas Day
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My dad and me go down where he lay
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I don't know what kind of man he'd be
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But he'd like my brother and me
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Grandmama married a man she found
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Even fore Grandaddy hit the ground
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Took 45 years but what do you know
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He turned that right around
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Grandma would tell him about the family
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How they come over from Germany
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Oma and Opa was hard folks though
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You know how them  Germans can be
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When she died we cried  and sang that day
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With the guitars tuned to the doghouse bass
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Nobody sings down  low and sweet
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Not like my brother and me
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My great grandpappy on my mother's side
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Made a whole lot of money before he died
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He was a wildcatter and in the Klan besides
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And that was a matter of pride
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Never wondered where great grandpappy went
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He lit a cigar neath a oxygen tent
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A man of secrets I'll never know
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Like a letter never sent
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They're all livin like they should
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But all the money in the world didn't do em no good
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Their daughter went and married an old hayseed
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And they had my brother and me
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What do they say about the small town
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You can take the boy out of Bandera

Not the other way around
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I don't know but man it's true
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Those bright lights will get you down
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I'm gonna stay on the old concrete
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Cause them city girls they smell so sweet
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I don't know what the hell they see
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But they like my brother and me
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But they like my brother and me
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They like my brother a little more than they do me
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But they like my brother and me
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We go down to the Spur some night
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And listen to the river neath the pale moon light
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And tell our buddies what's it's like to be
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Just like my brother and me
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Just like my brother and me
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Don't mess my with mt brother and me
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Just like my brother and me
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Just like my brother and me