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Introduction

When Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard teamed up for “It’s All Going to Pot” in 2015, it wasn’t just two country legends sharing a mic — it was two old friends having a laugh, raising a glass, and letting the world in on the joke. Released on April 20th (naturally), the song is a tongue-in-cheek ode to marijuana, laced with the kind of playful wordplay only Willie and Merle could pull off.

On the surface, it’s lighthearted fun — a rollicking, honky-tonk shuffle with a wink in every line. But underneath, it’s also a testament to their chemistry. These were two men who’d been through the highs and lows of the music business (and life), and here they were, in their seventies, still making music that felt free-spirited and unpretentious. You can hear the smiles in their voices, the easy way they trade verses like they’re just picking on a back porch somewhere in Texas.

“It’s All Going to Pot” landed on their joint album Django and Jimmie, and while it nods to changing laws and shifting attitudes, it never gets preachy. Instead, it celebrates camaraderie, mischief, and the kind of humor you earn after a lifetime of stories. Listening to it, you can’t help but feel like you’ve been invited into a private jam session with two of country’s greatest — and they’ve saved the best punchline for you.

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Lyrics

Well, now it’s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell
The world’s gone to hell
And we’re sure gonna miss it a lot
All of the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn’t hit the spot
I got a hundred dollar bill, friend
You keep your pills
‘Cause it’s all going to pot
That cackle-babble-head-in-a-box
Must think I’m dumb as a rock
Readin’ me the news
While I’m kickin’ off my shoes
And it’s scarin’ me outta my socks
That Red Headed Stranger I’m not
But buddy, let me tell you what
If you ask ol’ Will, he’ll say here’s the deal
Friends, it’s all goin’ to pot
Well, it’s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world’s gone to hell
And we’re all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn’t hit the spot
I got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It’s all goin’ to pot
Well, I thought I had found me a girl
Sweetest little thing in the world
But all my jokes went up in smoke
When I caught her makin’ eyes at Merle
He said, a sweet little honey
With her eye on your money
Is gonna take every penny you got
I said she’s never gonna get it
‘Cause I’ve already spent it
Merle, it’s all goin’ to pot
It’s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell
The world’s gone to hell
And we’re all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn’t hit the spot
Got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It’s all going to pot
I got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
‘Cause it’s all goin’ to pot

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