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Randy Newman Good Old Boys

A light shines on the goatherd And the snow lingers yet on the ground In the forest deep where the grey wolf sleeps Comes a wonderful, wonderful sound

Yes, we've seen it) Have you seen me in my plane, racin' with the sun (Yes, we have) Have you seen me climb atop the ancient ruins of Tuscaloosa Just as the old

mill And he makes more money than you ever will He just got married to a Polish girl With a space between her teeth When he was ten or eleven years old

Yes, baby, I been drinkin' And I shouldn't come by I know But I found myself in trouble, darlin' And I had nowhere else to go Got some whisky from the

If we didn't have Jesus We wouldn't have no one at all If we didn't have Jesus We wouldn't have no one at all If we didn't have Jesus We wouldn't have

What had happened down there was the wind had changed Cloud rolled in from the north and it started to rain It rained real hard and it rained for a real

you're lyin' Maybe you have lost your mind Maybe you're only thinking 'bout yourself Too late to run. Too late to cry now The time has come for us to say good

Old lady head up toward Broad Street Shufflin' uptown against the wind She had started to cry-wiped a tear from her eye And looked back to see where she had been Old

too loud We're too dumb to make it in no Northern town And we're keepin' the niggers down We got no-necked oilmen from Texas And good ol' boys from Tennessee