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[Verse 1]
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Well hello friendly neighbors, Its a beautiful day in town
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I got a buick and a beagle we'll go riding round
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Toss em back at the VFW, I got a personalized bowling ball
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Porter Wagner signed my silvertone, its hanging on my wall
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Theres a rattle in my glove box from a federal twelve guage slug
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I'm drinking whataburger coffee from a wooden nickel mug
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The static on the AM is bleeding right in time
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Its old Tom T singing about the watermelon wine
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Old dogs and Children,  Watermelon wine

[Verse 2]

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Well I don't like my nephew, he always hangs around
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His jacket smells like reafer, he puts my music down
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He says he is a poet, but his words don't even rhyme
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He'll never see my silvertone that ole Porter Wagner signed
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Well he's asleep there in the living room, as lost as lost can be
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His daddy threw him out last week, he's staying here with me
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Seems no one can reach him, but God knows that I've tried
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Maybe he'd like to see my Silvertone that ole Porter Wagner signed

[Verse 3]

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So you know I took it off the wall, and I placed it in his hands
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It may not be much to him but I think he might understand
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He stared as blank as Sunday, with just these words to say
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Just who the hell is this guy, Porter Wagner anyway
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Its a gap in generations of a delusional design
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Hand me down my reading glasses, a sign of the times
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Youth it fades and pays in spades, till you way outlived your prime
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Would you like to see my silvertone, that ole Porter Wagner signed
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Damn right, its a silvertone that ole Porter Wagner signed.
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