The Ballad Of The Country Music Pharoah Lyrics

This is the ballad

Of the country music pharaoh

He lives in Texas

May not be Egypt

It ain't Ontario

He is the King of his domain

The Sphinx of cowboys

He has a four wheel drive for a chariot

Yeah he's a good old boy

One day he came home with hole in his head

He said

Baby I think maybe we got some kind of worry

Get the doggies grab them around

Call my lawyer up in town

I fear soon I may be dead

And in my will I want it read

If I die shoot my horse

Kill my dog and my wife of course

Oh bury me in my pickup truck

Because in the afterlife

My truck can't suck

Oh please make sure that in my tomb

I've got my ten gallon hat and my rhinestone boots

I'll need my six gun shooter to keep the devil at bay

Nail that sucker yippeee-ki-yi-yay

I'm gonna nail that sucker baby

Right between the eyes yeah

Then he lay down tried to soothe his nagging doubts

Played his guitar one last time

But found no twang in the sound

Oh woe is me I can't believe

My time has come my final grief

But I'll take you all along with me

Because I'm the Pharaoh that's me

If I die shoot my horse

Kill my dog and my wife of course

Oh bury me in my pickup truck

Because in the afterlife my truck can't suck

Oh please make sure that in my tomb

I've got my ten gallon hat and my rhinestone boots

I'll need my six gun shooter to keep the devil at bay

Nail that sucker yippeee-ki-yi-yay

Yippeee-ki-yi-yippi-ki-yay

Yippeee-ki all the way to Santa Fe

Yippeee-ki-yi-yippi-ki-yi-yay-yay-yay

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