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Well Deke's got a Ford, Hank's got a ChevyBooger's got a beat-up DodgeWell they fight like the devil over which one's betterFridays at the Moose Head LodgeJust a friendly chatter 'cause it really don't matterWhen it comes to the model or makeNow they're all the same no matter what name'sUnderneath the mud on the ol' tailgateCHORUSIt's a cowboy cadillac, mud grips, gun rackFactory four-on-the-floorQuarter tank of gas and a spare in the backLord who could ever ask for moreSitting up high as the world goes byKicking-up dust in your tracksIt's a matter of pride as a matter of fact toThem folks that ride in them cowboy cadillacsNow Bobby Jean Cordell dreams 'bout wedding bellsRinging in her life one dayAnd a fine young man armed with a wedding bandStealing her heart awayBut when the "I Do's" done and the songs are sungAnd she finally gets to kiss the groomIt ain't a white limousine in her wildest dreamsLetras de cancionesHauling her away on a honeymoonREPEAT CHORUSNow a lot of my friends are folks like themI feel I know them well enough to sayThey've got a parking space at the pearly gatesWhen they run out of road some dayNow I hesitate to speculateAbout the workings of those heavenly thingsBut when they meet the Lord for the just rewardI bet instead of a pair of angel wingsThey get a cowboy cadillac...REPEAT CHORUS From Letras Mania