Wheels - Chet Atkins

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Gee, ' n' haw, 'n' keep on draggin, an the wheels 'ul turn,
and if this wagon don't jus' stop an burn, then Ah'll be
bragging on ya, iffen we c'n make it into town.

Hey, you wheels, a-squeak, squack, squawkin as you
brake an bind, you make more rackit than a man c'n mind,
but make more music an keep turnin like the wagon's breakin down.

Don't let the sun set! Don't let the moon rise!
Don't let the fun start! Don't let the dune rise!
But when we git thar, bring on them fiddlers,
And let the barn dance 'till dawn.


Git me gone, mah girl-friend's waitin fer me.
Git me gone, mah girl-friend's waitin fer me.
Just keep on, an take me to her an the dancin' an the doin's in the town !

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Chester Burton Atkins born 20 June 1924 - Died 30 June 2001 in Nashville, Tennessee, United States (1942–1996) . was an American guitarist and record producer. Together with Owen Bradley, Atkins created the smoother country music style known as the Nashville sound, which expanded country music's appeal to include adult pop music fans as well. His virtuoso picking style - inspired by Merle Travis, Django Reinhardt, George Barnes and Les Paul - brought him admirers both within and outside the country scene. Atkins produced records for Eddy Arnold, Don Gibson, Jim Reeves, Jerry Reed, Connie Smith, and Waylon Jennings. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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