Chorus They say Im a bourbon Legend If you didnt know I haunt the honky tonks Like a worn out ghost A friend of a friend Said right or wrong Ill be a bourbon lengend long after im gone
Some say that im part devil With a long red pointed tail Some say that im a preacher man Warning about the fires of hell The folklore keeps on spreading these days That im another shooting star There have been several sightings of me By the folks down at the bar
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Some believe the rumors Others need stronger proof Give it time and you will find A lie is another wasted truth Theres ninety ways to judgment day And Ive tasted everyone When youre down to your last shot Thats the best time to load your gun
Those stories run together like drunks in a bar They all start to sound the same Every little town when the sun goes down Im known by a different name