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The rich gal she ride in an automobile |
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Poor gal do quite the same |
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My gal she rides an old ugly hay wagon |
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But she's getting round just the same |
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Well I'll be there in the morning if I live |
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(If I live) |
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I'll be there in the morning if I don't get killed |
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(If I don't get killed) |
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If I never, never see you no more |
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Why don't you please remember me |
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The rich gal when she's fighting, she'll bop you with a stick |
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Poor gal do quite the same |
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My gal get a rusty razor and run you all over town |
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Because she's raising hell just the same |
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The rich gal, she drink that good ol' whiskey |
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Poor gal she drink quite the same |
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But my gal she drinks that nasty old Thunderbird wine |
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And she gets twisted just the same |
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A rich gal she'll kiss you nice, she'll kiss you oh so sweet |
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Poor gal she do quite the same |
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My gal she'll jump on you, she'll snaggle on your lips |
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And she will loving you just the same |
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