Uncle Hickory's General Store

Ragtop Plymouth, Alabama plates

Friday night, no one's got a date

Spinnin' on the curves, temptin' fate

Wishin' we were twenty-one

I look at Billy, he looks at me

And we burn rubber down to route fourteen

And pull in beneath the sign that reads

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Catfish, beer and bait

Gatorade and moonpies

Next gas twenty-five miles

Sittin' at the counter

Me and Billy Jones

Haggard on the Philco dial

Watchin' Caroline

Don'tcha know she looks fine

Stirrin' up the chili pot

The world waited at the door

Of Uncle Hickory's General Store

Now, Billy winks at Caroline

Says I like my women on the older side

She leans real close and says "Honey Child"

Come on back in a year or two

And then her boyfriend comes

And he looks real mean

And we swagger out in our best James Dean

And in the rear view we can see

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Every year about Christmas time

I get a card from Billy and Caroline

And it takes me back in time to...

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Yeah the world waited at the door

Of Uncle Hickory's General Store