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Stanley by God Terry knew exactly how it felt To play a George Jones song in a white leather belt With matching shoes, polyester blues At the Pine Grove Lounge for all you can drink booze A bloody bucket of ol broads and men Who had been clean shaven when they started at 10 When Stanley got goin' with mama by his side And daddy on bass singin' Charlie Pride Kaw-lija, Folsom, Stand By Your Man Just a few you might hear from the band Nobody gets it like Tom T. Hall Sad spun laughs off a disco ball They could kinda play but they could really drink Somebody'd finally say exactly what they think And Pine-Sol, sawdust and last night's beer And a bolo tie on a rear view mirror There's a fighter in every dancin' fool I watched all as a baby from a black barstool Stanley's wife Carol didn't care to hang around She liked her drink, just didn't take it in town They'd knock down drag out every weekend By Sunday somebody's face was on the mend And passed out cold on the concrete porch SongtexteLove sure is a bitch when your liver is scorched South end of the county had a whole nother bar Where the band would play since it wasn't very far There were more strange women, even more smoke In a field by a legendary live oak Carol came in hot on Hennessy Left and wrapped her car round that live oak tree I remember in the morning mama dropping the phone I remember hushed words and hearing daddy groan They had a pretty daughter, shy little Sherry We went and picked her up from the school library She was 16 and could sing so sweet And on a really good night she'd babysit me After all that it gets kinda cloudy But 2 years later she was Miss Sumter County As small town, trashy, tragic goes She feathered her hair and sang The Rose The whole Cow Palace knew just how she felt And Stanley By God Terry wore a white leather belt And country music and hillbilly pain Make stories that'll hurt ya, and hold ya like a chain Aus Songtexte Mania