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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeA Song Was Born
Haggard on a houseboat, tryin' not to sinkWonderin' if he oughta float backor just stay here and drinkHe found a guitar 'fore he found that Shasta shoreAnd a song was bornWillie on an airplane, brown bag and a penFlyin' high thinking 'bout being on the road againTried her out on a crowd down at John T. Floore'sA song was bornOutta real life, outta real loveThe best ones you can't make upIt just means more when you've been there beforeOutta hard times, outta heartbreaksHitch a good rhyme to a mistakeThen you pour those feelings out over three chordsA song was bornI've wrote 'em in the Carolina mountains, on a Cabo beachIn a thousand rooms in Nashville, TennesseeOn a Bitterroot River, Montana back porchA song was bornOutta real life, outta real loveThe best ones you can't make upIt just means more when you've been there beforeOutta hard times, outta heartbreaksHitch a good rhyme to a mistakeThen you pour those feelings out over three chordsA song was bornOutta real life, outta real loveThe best ones you can't make upIt just means more when you've been there beforeOutta hard times, outta heartbreaksHitch a good rhyme to a mistakeThen you pour those feelings out over three chordsThen you pour those feelings out over three chordsA song was bornA song was born
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