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Listen, here's another hard luck tune, |
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Joe lost his job and now he just drinks in the afternoon, |
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He just sits on the porch, staring out at the blue, |
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Toastin' the day 'till the day goes away then he's toastin' the moon, |
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Oh so his wife up and left, |
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Just a little too soon, for Joey. |
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Jolene she ain't had no easy ride. |
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When Joe lost his shit and his heart seemed to split when she stood by his side. |
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And Jolene, well you know she ain't no Nun, |
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She drank in the car and she'll dance on the bar |
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And she's still as hot as the sun. |
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Oh she hopes and she prays that he'll pull it through. |
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Oh how her feelings ebb and flow just like the rivers do, for Joey |
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Joey rolls up his sleeve, I still got your name tatooed, |
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the ink's faded and grey, but it's still serenading you, |
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and a love so true, ah for me and you, Joe and Jolene. |
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Jolene your all I ever had |
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It's understood, your the only thing good, in my world filled with bad. |
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Jolene, without you I'm all alone. |
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Your my love, your my wife with you in my life well I'm always at home. |
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Oh I'll put the bottle down, I'll get straight for you, |
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Oh now that you've come home let's celebrate with one or two, to Joe and Jolene |