I wish I had something to share
with everyone I know
Something kind of proud and rare
from which good times seem to flow
A kind of dream that never ends
or so the story goes
Where nothing bad is ever the trend
and the fun just seems to grow
In this place the good guys win
and the hero never dies
everyone is just a cool standin
in this movie in my eyes
The days are short and the nights are long
and the party never stops
the beer is cold and whiskey old
and the girls - well they're Hot
So in this place in my dream
everyone comes and goes
you just cant leave though your free
until there is a smile coming from your soul
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