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It's All Goin' To Pot by Willie Melson & Merle Haggard

 
Well now, its all goin to pot, whether we like it or not.
Best I can tell, the worlds gone to hell and were sure gonna miss it
A lot.
All of the whiskey in Lynchburg Tennessee just couldnt hit the spot,
I got a hundred dollar bill, friend keep your pills,
Cause its all goin to pot.

That jackal babble head in the box, must think Im dumb as a rock,
Reading me the news while Im kickin off my shoes,
And hes scarin me outta my socks.
That redheaded stranger Im not, but buddy lemme tell ya what,
If ya ask ol Will hell say Heres the deal, Its all goin to pot.

Well now, its all goin to pot, a whether we like it or not.
Best I can tell, the worlds gone to hell and were all gonna miss it a
Lot.
All the whiskey in Lynchburg Tennessee just couldnt hit the spot,
I got a hundred dollar bill, you can keep your pills,
Friend its all goin to pot.

(Guitar Solo)

Well I thought I had found me a girl. Sweetest little thing in the world.
But all my jokes went up in smoke when I caught her makin eyes at Merle.
Said a sweet little honey with her eye on yo money, is gonna take every
Penny you got.
She never gonna get it cause I already spent it, Its all goin to pot.

Well now, its all goin to pot, whether we like it or not.
Best I can tell, the worlds gone to hell and were all gonna miss it a
Lot.
All of the whiskey in Lynchburg Tennessee just couldnt hit the spot,
I got a hundred dollar bill, you can keep your pills,
Friend its all goin to pot.
 
 
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