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Sabbath on cornbread, whiskey, and weed Hank and the Grateful Dead Some might call us a crossbreed Some just call us the best There ever was, there ever is, yeah there ever will be If you see the skull and crossbones comin' your way Well, you in the place to be Sticks and skins, slide and steel Guitar man, three hippie hillbillies from Tennessee shootin' to kill Keepin' it heavy, keepin' it real Better hide your woman 'cause me and the boys We's a lookin' for a heart to steal Best damn band in country, you best believe You ain't never seen nothin' like The Cadillac Three Well, Nashville sure has changed a lot yeah over the years Cranes, and condos, and knockin' down the studios And the bars where we used to drink beer But one thing you can bet your damn bottom dollar on Gonna stay the same These three longhairs born and raised here Gonna keep on changin' the game Sticks and skins, slide and steel SongtexteGuitar man, three hippie hillbillies from Tennessee shootin' to kill Keepin' it heavy, keepin' it real Better hide your woman 'cause me and the boys We's a lookin' for a heart to steal Sticks and skins, slide and steel Guitar man, three hippie hillbillies from Tennessee shootin' to kill Keepin' it heavy, keepin' it real Better hide your woman 'cause me and the boys We's a lookin' for a heart to steal Best damn band in country, you best believe You ain't never seen nothin' like The Cadillac Three Aus Songtexte Mania