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She got dresses and left that morning |
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In her hair the autumn rain |
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She didn't leave a number |
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Wouldn't tell me her last name |
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She said don't fall in love with me |
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If you want to be my lover |
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Chased her up through Johnson City |
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Led a bloodhound by the trail |
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I followed her to Harlan |
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Where the coal dust showed her trail |
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She said don't fall in love with me |
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If you want to be my lover |
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Her heart ain't stuck on Dixie |
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Where the roads are paved in bone |
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Her heart don't hinge on Dixie |
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And her words are sticks and stones |
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She said don't fall in love with me |
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If you want to be my lover |
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Caught that girl up on mountain |
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Fed her earth beneath the clouds |
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I didn't hear the thunder |
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Through her pleas, they weren't too loud |
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She said don't fall in love with me |
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If you want to be my lover |
