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He would spend it on the ponies |
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He would spend it on the girls |
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Buy his mother gin and roses |
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For her poor old henna'd curls |
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And when his wife said \"Hey now! |
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What did you get for me?\" |
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He socked her in the choppers |
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Such a sweet, sweet guy was he! |
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And her tears flowed like wine |
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Yes, her tears flowed like wine |
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She's a real sad tomato |
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She's a busted Valentine |
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Knows her mama done told her |
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That her man is darned unkind |
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How he loved the old race horses |
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He would bet them every day |
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One day he caught a winner |
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And the cabbage wasn't hay! |
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He indulged in fancy spending |
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Ordered rings, cars and furs |
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But alas, alack |
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Like a stab in the back |
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She found out they were not hers! |
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And her tears flowed like wine |
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Yes, her tears flowed like wine |
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She's a real sad tomato |
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She's a busted Valentine |
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Knows her mama done told her |
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That her man is darned unkind |
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He got mixed up with a Maisie |
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He got mixed up with a Flo |
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So Flo shoved him in the river |
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He'll not get mixed up no more! |
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His wife then draped herself in black |
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That showed her figure fine |
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Then she cussed him out |
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The two-faced guy |
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No insurance could she find! |
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And her tears flowed like wine |
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Yes, her tears flowed like wine |
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She's a real sad tomato |
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She's a busted Valentine |
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Knows her mama done told her |
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That her man is darned unkind! |
