Where there's a cactus there's a desert Where there's country then there's western
Where there's drifters there's an old hole in the wall Where there's lonely then there's whiskey
The silver bullet missed me Usually takes me down around last call
Where there's a jukebox there's a quarter And a red booth there's a corner
And right now, that's right where I'm supposed to be
Where there's cowgirls then there's cowboys But don't look right now boys
I think that one's making eyes at me
* Wherever there's a shot then there's a chance
Wherever there's a song, there's a two-step neon dance
If you're gonna swing, aim for the fence
And I guess all that I'm saying's once the music gets her swayin'
Wherever there's a Willie there's a Waylon
She's an angel with blue eyes and she just might leave me cryin'
But tonight, she put a smile on my face
And if I play my cards just right and lay my aces in a line
Against the odds it all might go my way
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Keep the outlaw records playing Thank God for those Highwaymen
Wherever there's a Willie there's a Waylon