| First time in a barroom when I was just a boy
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| Two men commenced to fightin', it was fightin' they enjoyed
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| As fast as it started, it was over and done
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| One man left standin', there could only be one
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| Well he looked me in the eye and he said, «C'mon, son
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| It’s time to drink some whiskey, and this is how it’s done»
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| This is how it’s done
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| This is how it’s done
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| This is how it’s done
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| Yeah, this is how it’s done
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| Now honky-tonks and juke joints, they fast became my home
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| Always in good company wherever I would roam
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| Stompin' to the music with a cold one in my hand
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| One night, a pretty cowgirl’s eyes cried
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| «Catch me if you can»
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| Well, I followed her to the dance floor and she showed me where she’s from
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| When I yelled out to the crowd, «Hey, now this is how it’s done»
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| This is how it’s done
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| Yeah, this is how it’s done
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| This is how it’s done
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| Yeah, this is how it’s done
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| Now I ain’t lookin' for no trouble, but backin' down won’t do
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| I’d rather sip my whiskey and buy a round for you
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| Well, if you insist on fightin', well, you may be sorry, son
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| Cause you’re messin' with a veteran of kicking ass for fun
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| This is how it’s done
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| Yeah, this is how it’s done
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| This is how it’s done
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| Yeah, this is how it’s done, son
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| This is how it’s done
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| Yeah, this is how it’s done
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| This is how it’s done
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| Now this is how it’s done |