Last cows

There’s a wood stove in the corner
There’s saw dust on the floor
They’ve got a flashing neon lone star sign
Hangin’ by the door
All they sell is beer and setups
So you’ll have to bring your own
But when they play that swing it only means one thing
You’re gonna boogie till the cows come home

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