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Don't you let my good girl catch you here. |
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Don't you let my good girl catch you here. |
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She might shoot you, may cut ya and starve you too. |
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Ain't no tellin, what, she might do. |
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I'm up the country where the col' sleet and snow. |
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I'm up the country where the col' sleet and snow. |
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Ain't no telling how much further I may go. |
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Eatin' my breakfast here, my dinner in Tennessee. |
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Eatin' my breakfast here, my dinner in Tennessee. |
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I tol' you I was comin', baby, won't you look for me. |
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Hey, hey, such lookin' the class. |
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The way I'm sleepin' my back and shoulders tired. |
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Way I'm sleepin' babe, my back and shoulders tired. |
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Gonna turn over, try it on the side. |
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Don't you let, my good girl catch you here. |
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She, might shoot you, may cut you and starve you too. |
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Ain't no tellin', what, she might do. |
