I was riding number nine heading south from Caroline.

I heard that long, mhm, wha-a-w-w- some whistle blue.

Oh,

Oh, gee.

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But it's me.

This old W.B. and I just want to say thank you for taking the time of your busy schedules here once again.

To tune into another mighty fine and another mighty fun episode here of the old Soul

Radio show.

Well friends I tell you sometimes you do shows because certain albums come out on certain days.

For the past two shows I've done, there were shows I had been planning on doing and thinking about for months and months.

Every now and again I just fucking do a show just because I'm in the mood to do a fucking show. I feel like fucking honky talking right now. I know it's fucking Monday right now but by

God damn I'm fucking feeling good and I ain't got much time off from work.

So by God, I'm a fucking honky-tong with y'all. How's that sound?

I just fucking put this show together within the past hour or so,

three albums I've been listening to quite about myself

here lately but fuck I ain't gonna talk much on this one I just want to

fucking let the music speak for itself I can grab you a beer grab grab you a shot of whiskey, what are the fuck you doing?

I'll grab both of them. I don't give a shit. I probably will be myself here before this

fucking show is over with. Let's just get on it and just have a good time and

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