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bill But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to get it He drank pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack Had an old dog that was trained to attack Sometimes He'd get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake And there wasn't too much That he would take from a stranger There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs A house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs I spent the summertime cuttin' up logs for the winter Tryin' like the devil to find the lord Workin' like a nigga for my room and board Coal-burnin' stove, no natural gas If that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass If that ain't country It'll harelip the pope If that ain't country, it's a damn good joke I've seen the Grand Ole Opry And I've met Johnny Cash If that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass Mama sells eggs at a grocery store My oldest sister is a first-rate whore Dad says she can't come home anymore And he means it Ma just sits and keeps her silence Sister, she left because dad got violent And he knows it Mama she's old far beyond her time From choppin' tobacco and I've seen her cryin' When blood started flowin' from her calloused hand and It hurt me She'd just keep workin' tryin' to help the old man To the end of one row and back again like always She's been through hell since junior went to jail When the lights go out she ain't never failed To get down on her knees and pray Because she loves him Told all the neighbors he was off in the war Fightin' for freedom He's good to the core and she's proud Now our place was a graveyard for automobiles At the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheels And tires for sale for a dollar or two Cash There was fifty holes in an old tin roof Me and my family we was livin' proof The people who forgot about poor white trash And if that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass I'm thinkin' tonight of my blue eyes Concernin' the great speckled bird I didn't know god made honky-tonk angels And went back to the wild side of life He got some in prison and others in bars The rest he got workin' on old junk cars In the daytime They looked like tombstones in our yard And I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean He sold used parts to make ends meet Covered with grease from his head to his feet Cussin' the sweat and the Texas heat And the skeeters And the neighbors said we lived like hicks But they brung their cars for paw to fix anyhow He was veteran-proud, tried and true He'd fight till his heart was black and blue Didn't know how he'd made it through the hard times He bought our house on the G.I
Centuries of tobacco craftsmanship go into Amphora Origin al blend to bring out the rich chocolatey undertones of the finest burley tobaccos, balanced with Orientals, Kentucky, and Virginia leaf
During the survey, the adolescents were asked to indicate the number of times they had smoked cigarettes in the past 30 days before the data collection using the question During the past 30 days, how many days did you smoke cigarettes?
Tsai, 2003
"The new regulations will go into effect on October 1, giving the industry an extra five months to clear inventory and develop new products
