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Country Classics
02/27/26 | 1h 0m 12s | Rating: TV-G
Celebrate the timeless legacy of country music with today's stars honoring the genre’s most iconic legends. Featuring powerful performances of classic hits, the program is a heartfelt tribute to the voices that shaped country music.
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Country Classics
(crowd cheering and applauding) On a warm summer's evening On a train bound for nowhere I met up with a gambler We were both too tired to sleep So, we took turns a-staring Out the window at the darkness 'Til boredom overtook us And he began to speak He said, "Son, I've made a life Out of reading people's faces And knowing what their cards were By the way they held their eyes So, if you don't mind my saying I can see you're out of aces For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice" So, I handed him my bottle And he drank down my last swallow Then he bummed a cigarette And asked me for a light And the night got deathly quiet And his face lost all expression Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy You gotta learn to play it right" You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You never count your money When you're sitting at the table There'll be time enough for counting When the dealing's done Every gambler knows The secret to surviving Is knowing what to throw away And knowing what to keep 'Cause every hand's a winner And every hand's a loser And the best that you can hope for Is to die in your sleep And when he finished speaking He turned back to the window Crushed out his cigarette And faded off to sleep And somewhere in the darkness The gambler he broke even But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You never count your money When you're sitting at the table There'll be time enough for counting When the dealing's done You've got to know when to hold 'em When to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em When to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You never count your money When you're sitting at the table There'll be time enough for counting When the dealing's done You got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run You never count your money When you're sitting at the table There'll be time enough for counting When the dealing's done (crowd cheering and applauding) CHRIS: Thank you.
(crowd cheering and applauding) The highway she's hotter than nine kinds of hell And rides there as scarce as the rain When you're down to your last shop With nothing to sell And too far away from the train It's been a good month of Sundays And a guitar ago Had a tall drink of yesterday's wine Left a long string of friends And some sheets in the wind And some satisfied women behind Hey, ride me down easy Lord, ride me on down Leave words in the dust where I lay Say I'm easy, come Lord, and easy go And easy to love when I stay Put snow on the mountain, raised hell on the hill Locked horns with the devil himself Been a rodeo bum, and a son of a gun And a hobo with stars in his crown Hey, ride me down easy Lord, ride me on down Leave words in the dust where I lay Say I'm easy, come Lord, and easy go And easy to love when I stay Hey, ride me down easy Lord, ride me on down Mmmm (crowd cheering and applauding) (crowd cheering and applauding) LEE ANN: Thank you.
(crowd cheering and applauding) VINCE: All right.
How's everybody?
(crowd cheering and applauding) In the twilight glow I see her Blue eyes cryin' in the rain When we kissed goodbye and parted I knew we'd never meet again Love is like a dyin' ember And only memories remain And through the ages I'll remember Blue eyes cryin' in the rain Welcome Mickey Rafael, everybody!
And some day when we meet up yonder Oh, we'll stroll hand in hand again In a land that knows no partin' Blue eyes cryin' in the rain (crowd cheering and applauding) God bless y'all!
God bless Willie Nelson!
(crowd cheering and applauding) Thank you!
(crowd cheering and applauding) It's been rough and rocky travelin' But I finally got my feet back on the ground After takin' several readings I'm surprised to find my mind's still fairly sound I get Nashville was the roughest But I know I said the same about them all We received our education In the cities of the nation, me and Paul Almost busted in Laredo For reasons that I'd rather not disclose But if you're ever in a motel there and leave Just don't leave nothin' in your clothes, hey Oh, at the airport in Milwaukee They refused to let us board the plane at all Yeah, they said we looked suspicious But I think they just like to pick on Me and Paul DWIGHT: I'll play it one time for Mister English, would ya?
Hey, hey!
On a package show in Buffalo With us and Kitty Wells and Charlie Pride Well, the show was long and we're sittin' there And come to play and not just for the ride Oh!
Well, we drank a lot of whiskey So I don't know if we went on that night at all Oh, but I don't think they even missed us I guess Buffalo just ain't geared For me and Paul Hey, hey, hey!
It's been rough and rocky traveling But I'm finally standin' upright on the ground And after takin' several readings I'm surprised to find my mind's still fairly sound Whoa, I guess Nashville was the roughest But I know I said the same about them all We received our education In the cities of this nation, me and Paul Whoa, I don't think they even missed us I guess Buffalo just ain't geared For me and Paul, hey Yeah, you know, they said we looked suspicious But I think they just like to pick on Me and Paul Whoa, hey!
Happy birthday, Willie, and God bless you.
Paul English.
Good night.
(crowd cheering and applauding) (crowd cheering and applauding) The only two things in life That make it worth livin' Is guitars that tune good And firm feelin' women I don't need my name in the marquis lights I've got my songs And I've got you with me tonight And maybe it's time we got Back to the basics of love Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas With Waylon and Willie and the boys This successful life we're livin' Got us feuding like the Hatfields and McCoys Between Hank Williams' pain songs And Newbury's train songs And blue eyes cryin' in the rain Out in Luckenbach, Texas Ain't nobody feelin' no pain So baby let's sell your diamond ring Buy some boots and faded jeans and go away (laughing) Gonna buy some boots and faded jeans In your high society you cry all day, sing We've been so busy Keepin' up with the Jones Four car garage and we're still building on Maybe it's time we got Back to the basics of love Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas With Waylon and Willie and the boys This successful life we're livin' Got us feuding like the Hatfields and McCoys Between Hank Williams' pain songs And Newbury's train songs And blue eyes cryin' in the rain Out in Luckenbach, Texas Ain't nobody feelin' no pain Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas With Willie and Waylon and the boys This successful life we're livin' Got us feuding like the Hatfields and McCoys Between Hank Williams' pain songs And Newbury's train songs And blue eyes cryin' in the rain Out in Luckenbach, Texas There ain't nobody feelin' no pain Out in Luckenbach, Texas There ain't nobody feelin' no pain (crowd cheering and applauding) On a Greyhound bus I'm travelin' this morning I'm goin' to Shreveport and down to New Orleans Been travelin' these highways And doin' things my way It's making me lonesome, on'ry and mean God her hair was jet black And her name was Codeine She thought she was the cream Of the Basin Street Queens She got tired of that smoky-wine dream Got her feeling lonesome, on'ry and mean Ah, come on!
Yeah, we got together, we cashed in our sweeps Gave onto a beggar Who was mumblin' in the street Now, there's no escaping From his snowy white dream Born looking lonesome, on'ry and mean I'm down in this valley Where the wheels turn so low And at dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul And I say do Lord, do Lord Do Lord do you remember me You know, I'm tired of being lonesome On'ry and mean (vocalizing) ERIC: Thank you.
(crowd cheering and applauding) I know it's late I know you're weary I know your plans, they don't include me Still here we are Both of us lonely Longing for shelter from all that we see Why should we worry No one will care, girl Just look at the stars, so far away We've got tonight Who needs tomorrow We've got tonight, babe, so why don't you stay Deep in my soul I've been so lonely All of my hopes fading away I've longed for love Like everyone else does I know I'll keep searching after today So there it is, girl We've got it all now And here we are, babe What do you say We've got tonight Who needs tomorrow We've got tonight, babe, why don't you stay, oh I know it's late, I know you're weary Weary Oh, I know your plans, they don't include me Still here we are Both of us lonely, both of us lonely We've got tonight Who needs tomorrow Let's make it last Let's find a way Turn out the lights, oh, take my hand now Girl, we've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay We've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay (crowd cheering and applauding) RYAN: Y'all get on up out there, come on.
Oh rainy day woman Never seem to see you for the good times Or the sunshine You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman That woman of mine she ain't happy Unless she finds something wrong And has someone to blame If it ain't one thing It's another one on the way I woke up this morning to the sunshine It sure as hell looks just like rain I know where to go on a cloudy day Oh rainy day woman Never seem to see you for the good times Or the sunshine You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman Here it comes!
Oh rainy day woman Never seem to see you for the good times Or the sunshine You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman (crowd cheering and applauding) Georgia, Georgia The whole day through Just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind Georgia Georgia A song of you Comes as free and clear As moonlight through the pines Other arms reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you Georgia Georgia No peace I find Just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind Other arms, they reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you Well, now, Georgia Georgia No peace I find Just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind Just an old sweet song Keeps Georgia on my mind On my mind On my mind On my mind On my mind On my mind (crowd cheering and applauding) Low down evening sun Done did everything that needs done Woe is me, hey, why can't I see I best be leaving well enough alone Them neon light nights Couldn't stay out of fights Keep a-haunting me in memories Well, there's one in every crowd For crying out loud Why was it always turning out be me Hey, where does it go The good Lord only knows It seems like it was just the other day I was down at Green Gables Hawking them tables Steadily blowing all my hard earned pay Piano rolled blues Danced holes in my shoes There weren't another other way to be For loveable losers, no account boozers And honky tonk heroes like me TOBY: Hey, there.
Where does it go The good Lord only knows It seems like it was just the other day I was down at Green Gables Hawking them tables Steadily blowing all my hard earned pay Piano rolled blues I danced holes in my shoes There weren't another other way to be For loveable losers and no account boozers Honky tonk heroes like me, hey Well, where does it go The good Lord only knows It seems like it was just the other day I was down in Green Gables Hawking them tables Steadily blowing all my hard earned pay Piano rolled blues I danced holes in my shoes There weren't another other way to be For them loveable losers, no account boozers Honky tonk heroes like me Hey!
(crowd cheering and applauding) On the road again I can't wait to get on the road again The life I love is makin' music with my friends I can't wait to get on the road again On the road again Goin' places that I've never been Seein' things that I may never see again And I can't wait to get on the road again WILLIE: Everybody sing!
On the road again Like a band of gypsies, we go down the highway We're the best of friends Insisting that the world be turnin' our way And our way On the road again I can't wait to get on the road again The life I love is makin' music with my friends And I can't wait to get on the road again On the road again Like a band of gypsies, we go down the highway We're the best of friends Insisting that the world keep turnin' our way And our way On the road again I can't wait to get on the road again The life I love is makin' music with my friends And I can't wait to get on the road again I can't wait to get on the road again And I can't wait to get on the road again (crowd cheering and applauding) WILLIE: Thank you very much.
(crowd cheering and applauding) MIRANDA: Hey, y'all.
(crowd cheering and applauding) This is my cheers to our cowboy Willie Nelson tonight.
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars Drive them old trucks Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mamas don't let your babies Grow up to be cowboys 'Cuz they'll never stay home They're always alone Even with someone they love Cowboys ain't easy to love And they're harder to hold And they'd rather give you a song Than diamonds or gold Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi's Each night begins a new day If you don't understand him And he don't die young He'll prob'ly just ride away Come on!
Mamas, don't let your babies Grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars And drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mamas don't let your babies Grow up to be cowboys 'Cuz they'll never stay home They're always alone Even with someone they love Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms And clear mountain mornings Little warm puppies and children and girls Of the night Them that don't know him Won't like him and them that do Sometimes won't know how to take him He ain't wrong, he's just different But his pride won't let him Do things to make you think he's right Y'all sing with me, come on!
Mamas, don't let your babies Grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars And drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mamas don't let your babies Grow up to be cowboys 'Cuz they'll never stay home And they're always alone Even with someone they love 'Cuz they'll never stay home And they're always alone Even with someone they love Ah ha!
We love y'all.
We love you, Willie.
Happy birthday!
(crowd cheering and applauding) I can't remember when you weren't there When I didn't care for anyone but you I swear We've been through everything there is Can't imagine anything we've missed Can't imagine anything the two of us can't do Through the years You've never let me down You've turned my life around The sweetest days I've found I've found with you Through the years I've never been afraid I've loved the life we've made And I'm so glad I stayed Right here with you Through the years I can't remember what I used to do Or who I trusted, whom I listened to before I swear you've taught me everything I know Can't imagine needing someone so But through the years it seems to me I need you more and more Through the years Through all the good and bad I know how much we had I've always been so glad To be with you Through the years It's better every day You've kissed my tears away As long as it's okay I'll stay with you Through the years Through the years When everything went wrong Together we were strong I know that I belong Right here with you Through the years I never had a doubt We'd always work things out I've learned what love's about By loving you Through the years Through the years Through the years Through the years KAREN: We love you, Kenny.
(crowd cheering and applauding) I was a highwayman Along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five But I am still alive I was a sailor I was born upon the tide And with the sea I did abide I sailed a schooner 'round the Horn to Mexico I went aloft to catch the mainsail in a blow And when the yards broke off they said That I got killed But I am living still Oh, I was a dam builder Across the river deep and wide Where steel and water did collide A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below Oh, when they bury me in that great tomb That knows no sound But I am still around I'll always be around, and around and around And around and around I'll fly a starship Across the Universe divide And when I reach the other side I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can Perhaps I may become a highwayman again Or I may simply be a single drop of rain But I will remain And I'll be back again, and again and again And again and again And again and again MAN: Thank you.
(crowd cheering and applauding) (crowd cheering and applauding) GEORGE: Thank you.
Well, I've had a wonderful career But I think it's quite queer So I'm writin' this down in a song I just couldn't resist 'Cuz it's a nice little twist And I think you'll agree this is just wrong I ain't never got to sing one with Willie And I've held it inside long enough Now I ain't too proud So I'm gonna shout it out loud I ain't never got to sing one with Willie Now I've heard him with Merle, Waylon, and Cash Jones and Toby, that man is totally gracious But I'm thinking "Damn, why not me?"
We could even sing it on TV Just like him and old Julio Iglesias I ain't never got to sing one with Willie And I've held it inside long enough Now I ain't too proud So I'm gonna shout it out loud I ain't never got to sing one with Willie We've traveled back and forth Up and down all the highways Wherever our big buses go But I think that it's great To finally sing one with Strait And our fans will all love it, I know Oh, I do, Willie.
To finally sing one with Strait And I think that it's been long enough Yeah, I'm mighty proud, just listen to the crowd I finally got to sing one with ol' George Strait Look at me now, I'm singing with Willie Thank you, man, you just made my career WILLIE: Or ruined it.
You shoulda have somethin', Strait I knew we'd always be great And I finally got to sing one with ol' George Yeah, I am really proud So I'm shoutin' it out loud I finally got to sing one With ol' George With ol' Willie Thank you George!
GEORGE: Thank you Willie!
(crowd cheering and applauding) Baby, when I met you There was peace unknown I set out to get you With a fine-tooth comb I was soft inside There was something going on DOLLY: Oh, I know!
You do something to me That I can't explain Hold me closer and I feel no pain Every beat of my heart We got something going on Tender love is blind It requires a dedication All this love we feel Needs no conversation We ride it together, ah-ha Making love with each other, ah-ha Islands in the stream That is what we are No one in-between How can we be wrong Sail away with me To another world And we rely on each other, ah-ha From one lover to another, ah-ha Can I go over and sing over there?
KENNY: That's fine.
I can't live without you If the love is gone Everything is nothing If you got no one You just walk in the night Slowly losing sight of the real thing But that won't happen to us And we got no doubt Too deep in love and we got no way out And the message is clear This could be the year for the real thing No more will you cry Baby, I will hurt you never We start and end as one In love forever We can ride it together, ah-ha Making love with each other, ah-ha Islands in the stream That is what we are No one in-between How can we be wrong Sail away with me To another world And we rely on each other, ah-ha From one lover to another, ah-ha Come on, sail Sail away Sail away With me Come on, sail, come on, sail away with me (vocalizing) Sail away DOLLY: Ahh!
KENNY: Thank you guys so much.
DOLLY: Love you.
Thank you.
KENNY: We appreciate it more than you know.
(crowd cheering and applauding) (crowd cheering and applauding) DOLLY: Kenny, how about we go out like rock stars?
KENNY: Absolutely.
One, two, three.
(mic drops) (crowd cheering and applauding) Islands in the stream That is what we are No one in-between How can we be wrong Sail away with me To another world From one lover to another, ah-ha
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