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Ode To The Naysayers
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Some people take to talkin'
They'll sit still while you walkin'
And them people they ain't ever left this town
They'll laugh at all your troubles
With a countenance that doubles
And a smile whenever your are feelin' down
They'll say to stop your drinkin'
Stop your thinkin'
Stop your wanderin' and your dreamin'
They're ain't no pot of gold under that rainbow
And I say to stop your talkin'
And get to walkin'
Stop your lyin' and criticizin'
Cuz' your afraid to live and that you know
Well I can sympathize
With those of you who've tried
To make this world a little better
With your minds
But I can't relate
To a woman or an ape
Who monkey see
Monkey do
Monkey talkin'
All the time
So just hold your head up high
And let them people lie
Down in that mud where they slingin' it all the time
Well they'll try to bring you down
Make you the talk of a little old town
That they ain't left since the day they came around
They'll say to stop your drinkin'
Stop your thinkin'
Stop your wanderin' and your dreamin'
There ain't no pot of gold under that rainbow
I say to stop your talkin'
And get to walkin'
Stop your lyin' and criticizin'
'Cuz you're afraid to live and that you know
Yes you're afraid to live and that you know
Momma you're afraid to live and that you know
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Lyrics Credits: Alan West Brockman
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Music Credits: Alan West Brockman
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Producer Credits: Alan West Brockman
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Publisher Credits: Alan West Brockman
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Performance Credits: Alan West Brockman
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Label Credits: Alan West Brockman
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Song Length: 2:04
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Primary Genre: Blues-Country
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Secondary Genre: Folk-Country
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