They drove out to the desert in a pick up truck Drank a toast to Parsons then they lit up Bathed in the moonlight of a cool summer night They listened to Dylan and talked about life Until they ran out of whiskey and things to say A half a tank of gas got?em back to L.A. Now they're flying up and down the boulevard Crawlin up Hollywood and Vine They're throwing stones and stepping way over the line They're breaking all the rules tonight They headed down to Memphis in a cherry red Vette Signed the wall at Graceland looked around in the jet Parked up on Union walked down on Beale Skinny dipped in the ol' Miss just to see how it would feel Then he asked her to marry him she said ok Now the old man river will never be the same They're making love out on the interstate Swerving in the left lane passing time They're throwing stones and stepping way over the line They're breaking all the rules tonight
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Just a kid from Texas in an old Mustang Set out with a plan he had a song to sing He wound up in Nashville with all the drunks and whores But he's saving face and keeping score Cause he's on a mission he's got it all He's got a loud guitar he's kicking down the walls Cause he's had all he can take from this old town And with the finger pointed towards the sky He's throwing stones and stepping way over the line He's breaking all the rules tonight He's throwing stones and stepping way over the line He's breaking all the rules tonight
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written by Jon Randall From Jon Randall "Willin" Eminent Records 1999 Sony / ATV Music Jon Randall - vocals / acoustic guitar Harry Stinson - drums Dave Pomeroy - bass Steve Conn - accordion Jerry Douglas - dobro Sam Bush - mandolin / harmony John Cowan - harmony Scott Vestal - banjo
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Just a kid from Texas in an old Mustang Set out with a plan he had a song to sing He wound up in Nashville with all the drunks and whores But he's saving face and keeping score Cause he's on a mission he's got it all He's got a loud guitar he's kicking down the walls Cause he's had all he can take from this old town And with the finger pointed towards the sky He's throwing stones and stepping way over the line He's breaking all the rules tonight He's throwing stones and stepping way over the line He's breaking all the rules tonight
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written by Jon Randall From Jon Randall "Willin" Eminent Records 1999 Sony / ATV Music Jon Randall - vocals / acoustic guitar Harry Stinson - drums Dave Pomeroy - bass Steve Conn - accordion Jerry Douglas - dobro Sam Bush - mandolin / harmony John Cowan - harmony Scott Vestal - banjo
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