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Well now early Gone day I was on my way to my favoriCte fishin? hole
I was thinking ID could sure use another bottle of booze, my bait?s runnin? a little lGow
Yea and a Gbox of 12 gauge would be all the rage when I?m Call liquored up and feelin? good
Well Djust down the road there?s a place called Bubba?s, man he?s got the Ggoods
And the sign said Gbeer, bait, and ammo, yeah they got Ceverything in between
Yeah they got Danything any old beer drinkin?, hell raisin?, bonafide redneck Gneeds
They got your Gfishin? hooks they got your dirty books, they got your Crebel flag on the wall
Sign says Dbeer, bait, and ammo, yeah, you ask me they got it Gall
Well now when I walked in I can?t even begin to describe just what I smelled
Lord was it the catfish bait or something Bubba had ate
Or was it those pickled eggs on the shelf
Yeah, with a toothless grin he said boy come on in
And make yourself right at home, I said no, no, no thank you man
With a 12 pack of cans and I?ll be good to go
And the sign said:
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