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Text: Toby Keith. Pump Jack.

I see you standin' in the sun Like an iron dinosaur Got your tired head restin' On a West Texas floor We were really something son Back in our time Yeah we broke a lot of hearts And we made a lot of dimes Pump Jack pump Jack Pump a little more 'Cause Daddy's cut it thin At the general store Gentleman's dime don't float that long Hey pump Jack pump before my good name's gone You know I lost my baby to a wildcat dream I was fueled by the crude and the gasoline It's hard to settle down with a roustabout That oil burns hot 'till the oil burns out Pump Jack pump Jack Pump a little more 'Cause Daddy's cut it thin At the general store A gentleman's dime don't float that long Hey pump Jack pump before my good name's gone Standin' in the panhandle Cussin' this well Wishing like the devil Praying like hell At the end of this string is a pot of black gold Sittin' in the bottom of another giant hole Pump Jack pump Jack Pump a little more 'Cause Daddy's cut it thin At the general store A gentleman's dime don't float that long Hey pump Jack pump before my good name's gone Yeah pump Jack pump before my good name's gone Pump Jack pump Jack Pump a little more Pump Jack pump Jack Pump a little more Yeah pump Jack pump Jack Pump a little more Pump Jack pump Jack Pump a little more