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Well I know my dog, |
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Anywhere I hear him bark. |
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Well I know my rider, |
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If I feel her in the dark. |
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Ain't it cold for you, mother, |
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When you say you don't love me? |
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Well that's alright woman, |
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You gonna need my help someday. |
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You didn't say you didn't love me, |
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When you were stretched out across my bed. |
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You're drinkin' moonshine whisky, |
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And talking all outta your head. |
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Ain't but two kinda people, |
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In this world that I can't stand. |
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Well that's a lying woman, |
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And a cheatin' monkey man. |
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Well, I feel like snapping, |
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My pistol in your face. |
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I'm gonna let the graveyard, |
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Be your resting place. |
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Well I know my dog, |
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Anywhere I hear him bark. |
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I know my rider, |
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If I feel her in the dark. |
