Buck Owens

See the faulty now See the dawn - see clear Five six it's gonna be narrow By written law For right of hollow form By thy all night Figure five fourteen motorized She wants the price Much play in wise paradise Each time you raise the wire On fire for me My plane is happily Gotta show gotta leave Which indeed I'd like to He's afforded final ten Every damn one been done Pick the part of me to fun around Diggie forty Bodie innie Master come un by gun Last choice last chance chance Peace time for the stonified I can't stand the high design Give me one of those whys to write