Stanley By God Terry

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Stanley by God Terry knew exactly how it felt
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To play a George Jones song in a white leather belt
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With matching shoes, polyester blues
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At the Pine Grove Lounge for all you can drink booze
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A bloody bucket of ol broads and men
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Who had been clean shaven when they started at 10

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When Stanley got goin' with mama by his side
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And daddy on bass singin' Charlie Pride
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Kaw-lija, Folsom, Stand By Your Man
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Just a few you might hear from the band
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Nobody gets it like Tom T. Hall
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Sad spun laughs off a disco ball

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They could kinda play but they could really drink
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Somebody'd finally say exactly what they think
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And Pine-Sol, sawdust and last night's beer
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And a bolo tie on a rear view mirror
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There's a fighter in every dancin' fool
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I watched all as a baby from a black barstool

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Stanley's wife Carol didn't care to hang around
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She liked her drink, just didn't take it in town
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They'd knock down drag out every weekend
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By Sunday somebody's face was on the mend
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And passed out cold on the concrete porch
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Love sure is a bitch when your liver is scorched

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South end of the county had a whole nother bar
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Where the band would play since it wasn't very far
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There were more strange women, even more smoke
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In a field by a legendary live oak
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Carol came in hot on Hennessy
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Left and wrapped her car round that live oak tree

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I remember in the morning mama dropping the phone
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I remember hushed words and hearing daddy groan
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They had a pretty daughter, shy little Sherry
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We went and picked her up from the school library
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She was 16 and could sing so sweet
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And on a really good night she'd babysit me

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After all that it gets kinda cloudy
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But 2 years later she was Miss Sumter County
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As small town, trashy, tragic goes
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She feathered her hair and sang The Rose
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The whole Cow Palace knew just how she felt
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And Stanley By God Terry wore a white leather belt

[Repeat]
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And country music and hillbilly pain
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Make stories that'll hurt ya, and hold ya like a chain