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Gary P Nunn 1st verse |
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Well, when you're down on your luck, and you ain't got a buck, in |
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London you're a goner. |
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Even London |
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Bridge has fallen down, and moved to |
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Arizona, now |
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I know why. |
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And I'll substantiate the rumor that the |
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English sense of humor is drier than than the |
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Texas sand. |
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You can put up your dukes, and you can bet your boots that |
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I'm leavin' just as fast as |
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I can. Chorus |
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I wanna go home with the arma [Am] dillo |
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Good country music from |
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Ama rillo and |
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Abi lene The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever [G] seen. 2nd |
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Verse Well, it's cold over here, and |
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I swear I wish they'd turn the heat on. |
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And where in the world is that |
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English girl |
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I promised |
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I would meet on the third floor. |
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And of the whole damn lot, the only friend |
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I've got is a smoke and a cheap guitar. |
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My mind keeps roamin', my heart keeps longin' to be home in a |
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Texas bar. |
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Chorus 3rd |
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Verse Well, |
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I decided that |
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I'd get my cowboy hat and go down to |
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Marble Arch |
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Station. ' |
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Cause when a |
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Texan fancies, he'll take his chances. |
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Chances will be taken, that's for sure. |
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And them Limey eyes, they were eyein' the prize that some people call manly footwear. |
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And they said you're from down |
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South, and when you open your mouth, you always seem to put your foot there. |
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Repeat chorus 'til the cows come home |
