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.   Belly rubbing music in the que everyone is ready, not just a few after songs, no one on the floor Mr. D.J. why play more Look around, at buckles and boots cowboy hats, get back to roots play some George, Strait or Jones let the music inspire their bones Charlie Daniel's fiddle fire Spinning two step it does inspire Or how about Copperhead road line dancing, empty chairs load Rocky mountain jeans stretched tight Cowgirls dancing, what a sight Keep them out there on the floor how about some Justin Moore Slow it down, let them breathe some Willie Nelson, is what you need and when it's time to drink a beer play stuff, no one wants to hear Then come back with Jerry Reed Waylon and Merle is what you need and when you want them all to sing Friends in low places, the dance will ring So look around and know your crowd then you'll know, what to play real loud In rural areas, club stuff don't work Play us all some good red dirt
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Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 8:49 AM UTC
Please Mr. D.J
.   Belly rubbing music in the que everyone is ready, not just a few after songs, no one on the floor Mr. D.J. why play more Look around, at buckles and boots cowboy hats, get back to roots play some George, Strait or Jones let the music inspire their bones Charlie Daniel's fiddle fire Spinning two step it does inspire Or how about Copperhead road line dancing, empty chairs load Rocky mountain jeans stretched tight Cowgirls dancing, what a sight Keep them out there on the floor how about some Justin Moore Slow it down, let them breathe some Willie Nelson, is what you need and when it's time to drink a beer play stuff, no one wants to hear Then come back with Jerry Reed Waylon and Merle is what you need and when you want them all to sing Friends in low places, the dance will ring So look around and know your crowd then you'll know, what to play real loud In rural areas, club stuff don't work Play us all some good red dirt
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Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 8:49 AM UTC
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