Pledge Allegiance To The Hag

There's a little dive on a dead-end road
 Called the Cross-Eyed Cricket Waterin' Hole
 Where you can hear the sound of a steel guitar
 An' get loud, an' rowdy on PBR
 But at the top of every hour
 Man, you can hear a pin drop
 As ol' Jack drops in a quarter
 An' plays Merle on that jukebox, an' we stop
 An' tip our hats, an' raise our glasses of cold, cold beer
 They say, country's fadin' but we're still wavin' that flag 'round here
 When it's time to go, you know you're welcome back
 Where the people pledge allegiance to the Hag
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 When the weekend comes an' the weather's clear
 There's a high spot fifteen miles from here
 Where you can always find a few dusty trucks
 With the windows down an' the radio up
 We sit there poppin' tops
 Shootin' bull an' singin' songs
 But you can bet your boots
 That when Haggard comes on
 We tip our hats an' raise our glasses of cold, cold beer
 They say, country's fadin' but we're still wavin' that flag around here
 When it's time to go, you know you're welcome back
 Where the people pledge allegiance to the Hag
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 One of these days when my time has come
 You can take me back to where I'm from
 Put me on a westbound train
 An' ship me off in the pourin' rain
 Don't cry for me when I'm gone
 Just put a quarter in the jukebox
 An' sing me back home
 An' tip your hats, an' raise your glasses of cold, cold beer
 They say, country's fadin' but just keep wavin' that flag around here
 An' I know, it'll keep on comin' back long as people pledge allegiance
 Where folks still pledge allegiance, I pledge allegiance to the Hag