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I'd sing the harmonies and Dixie sang the melody
We'd sing a little off key sometimes
But we had some fun, son of a gun
I wonder if I ever even cross her mind
Then she ran away with Billy Bovine
He was a flat top guitar pickin' friend of mine
And now I'm sittin' home just countin' the stars
I got close but no guitar
I got close but no guitar, she was a shooting star
Who ran off with a guitar pickin' friend of mine
She's really on her way, I hear her records every day
I got close but no guitar
I still play piano bars, still drive that same old car
I live in that little shack in Tupelo
Dixie is the queen of Billboard Magazine
Playin' across the country doin' one night shows
A man walks up with a dollar in his hand
Says, Let
me
hear
the
song
by
Dixie
and
the
guitar
man
And as the dollar falls to the bottom of my jar
I get close but no guitar
I got close but no guitar, she was a shooting star
Who ran off with a guitar pickin' friend of mine
She's really on her way, I hear her records every day
I got close but no guitar
I got close but no guitar, she was a shooting star
Who ran off with a guitar pickin' friend of mine
She's really on her way, I hear her records every day
I got close but no guitar
- Album:
- 35 MPH Town
- Drinks After Work (Single)
- Drinks After Work
- I Like Girls That Drink Beer (Single)
- Hope on the Rocks
- Miscellaneous
- Made In America (Single)
- Bullets In The Gun
- American Ride
- Big Dog Daddy
- White Trash With Money
- Honkytonk University
- Greatest Hits 2
- Unleashed
- Pull My Chain
- How Do You Like Me Now
- Blue Moon
- Boomtown
- Toby Keith
- Christmas To Christmas