Book your ticket to happiness with Sun Express Airlines. I might just pass out here.

Let's see what the next song is.

There we go.

We already had that song.

Up for the next one.

Little Marty Stewart Merlehagger.

Oh, it says it all.

Who buy my wheat, who buy my corn,

to feed my babies when they're born seeds and dirt a prayer for rain

that I can use.

I work the land I watch the sky.

I talk to God and wonder when, but it's the only life I know these farmers lose.

I see the seasons come and go sending rain fire and snow I'm at the mercy of it all.

I'm at the mercy of it all this life I choose.

Sometimes I hang my hidden and cry when that evening train goes back

wish it could take me far away

when these farmers blue.

Don't miss tomorrow's show.

If we can, if I can Lasso Maria,

back to her Philadelphia roots, and get her away from her nightmare.

She's been...

I'm sorry I'm laughing I didn't catch her I didn't get

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