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Had a hard day a work, so I’m crackin’ up a brew. Sittin’ on the couch, and kickin’ off my shoes. Flippin’ round the dial, lookin’ for some tunes. Jack the singin’ cowboy, fillin’ up the room. Nothin’ else ever means a thing. Like listenin’ to an old cowboy sing. Got me oh the rhythm……..in my soul!
Well soon my toe’s a tappin’, hips are swayin’ round. Oh, that singin’ cowboy, he makes a country sound. Chug-a-lug-a-luggin’ and soakin’ up the gloom. Now my feet are movin’, a dancing round the room. Got me the rhythm……..in my soul! Ho!
I slip my belt around me, and pull my cow-boots on. Telee up some good friends, we’re dancin’ until dawn. Rhinestones and leather, time to bring it down. Fire up the pick-up, a night out on the town. Got me oh the rhythm……..in my soul!
Well Charlie he’s a pickin’, and Martha on the tub. Clancy’s on the fiddle, there’s a table full of grub. Suds and wine a flowin’, feelin’ a rosy glow. Frankie’s got the beat now, he’s puttin’ on a show. Got me oh the rhythm……..in my soul! Ho!
Well somewhere ten past midnight, the neighbors called the fuzz. I didn’t see it comin’, cause I had quite a buzz. But when they heard the music, they put away the cuffs. The chief he started jiggin’, a good old Sargent Gus. Got him oh the rhythm……..in his soul!
We danced all night ‘till mornin’, I got a poundin’ head. Jumped into a taxicab, I’m lyin’ on my bed. Monday mornin’s comin’ but it’s still far away. Hell it’s Saturday night, ah there’s still time to play. Got me ah the rhythm……..in my soul! Ho!