I Still Like Bologna

There's satellite communications
 Long distance internet relations
 The world's a little faster every day
 I know it's all well and good
 And I don't embrace it like I should
 But I wouldn't wanna go backwards even if I could
 But I still like bologna on white bread now and then
 And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road
 The grass between my toes, and that sunset sinking low
 And a good woman's love to hold me close
 I like my 50-inch HD plasma
 Feels like they just reach out and grab you
 500 channels at my command
 I finally gave in and got a cell phone
 That I hardly ever seem to turn on
 I guess I never had that much to say
 And I still like bologna on white bread now and then
 And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road
 The grass between my toes, and that sunset sinking low
 And a good woman's love to hold me close
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 I got a laptop that sits on a desk
 I don't use it much except to check on
 Some old car from yesterday
 I kinda like that music thing
 You just download 'em, and you can save about
 Every song that's ever been made
 But I still like bologna on white bread now and then
 And the sound of a shovelhead down a gravel road
 The grass between my toes, and that sunset sinking low
 And a good woman's love to hold me close
 Well I guess what I've been trying to say
 This digital world is okay
 It makes life better in a lot of ways
 But it can't make the smell of spring
 Or sunshine or lots of little things
 We take for granted every day
 Oh, and I still like bologna on white bread now and then
 And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road
 The grass between my toes, that ol' sunset sinking low
 And a good woman's love to hold me close
 Yeah, bologna
 A woman's love
 And a good cell phone