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| 3:30 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:27 |
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| 3. |
| 3:59 | 
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My baby told me got to take one step at a time
You know my baby told me got to take one step at a time She got a crazy way of walking 'bout to drive me outta my mind She never steps out, always walking proud Lady never steps out and she's always walking proud Well the way the woman moves makes me want to scream out loud Well she step to the left, she step to right She walk all day, man she run all night My baby told me take one step at a time Well she got a way of walking 'bout to drive me outta my mind Yes, yes, play a while She don't move too fast, she don't move too slow She always knows the way I wants to go Baby told me got to take one step at a time Yes, that's what she told me She got a way of walking 'bout to drive me outta my mind Yes, that's the truth |
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| 3:36 |
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Y'know I got a brand new friend,
An' I calls her Bladie Mae. You know I got a brand new friend, An' I calls her Bladie Mae. An' if I runs into trouble, She's there top make somebody pay! |
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| 4:06 |
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| 6. |
| 5:04 |
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| 7. |
| 3:52 |
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She's a mean mistreater
She mistreat me all the time She's a mean mistreater Little gal mistreat me all the time I just had to quit you, baby Heavy on my mind She's a mean mistreater And she don't mean me no good She's a mean mistreater And she don't mean me no good I don't blame you, baby I'd be the same way if I could Remember the Monday morning You were laid out across my bed Drinkin' moonshine, baby And talking all out of your head Remember, remember, baby When you were layin' out across my bed You know you were drinkin' moonshine, baby And talking all out your head Oh yeah And you're lonesome, baby When you're stupid by yourself The one you love will never settle down And you're lonesome and you're lonesome When you're sleeping by yourself The one you're in love with Goes to lovin' someone else |
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| 2:54 |
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It was early in the mornin', I heard the rooster call for day
It was early in the mornin', I heard the rooster call for day I looked out my window and saw my baby walk away I cried Lord please stop her, ain't gonna get drunk no more Yeah, I cried Lord please stop her, ain't gonna get drunk no more I was out my window, come back baby, please don't go I know she heard me callin', she looked back and waved her hand I know she heard me callin', she looked back and waved her hand, yeah I heard her tell her mother, that golfer was no good man, yeah Watch out, watch out Well, I was fine baby, leave her, mother held by the hand I was fine baby, leave her mother held by the hand I'd give anything I have to just see that little girl again |
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| 2:44 |
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Goin' back to Dallas, take my razor and my gun
Goin' back to Dallas, man, take my razor and my gun, oh yeah Lots of people lookin' for trouble, man, sure gonna give 'em some I believe old Dallas, man, is the meanest town I know I believe that Dallas, man, is the meanest town I know Because you're not safe in Dallas, I don't care where you go You know that I ain't evil, just wanna have some fun There's so much shit in Texas, I'm bound to step in some Goin' back to Dallas, take my razor and my gun If there are people lookin' for trouble, sure gonna give 'em some I load up my revolver, sharpen up my knife Some redneck messin' with me man, I'm bound to have his life Down to Dallas, take my razor and my gun Man, people there lookin' for trouble, sure gonna give 'em some |
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| 10. |
| 8:57 |
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Lord my mother she done told me and my father done told me
My father told me too, yeah my mother she done told me And my father done told me, my father told me too, it's a mean old town to live in by yourself Yeah, work for a dollar or several thousand, could not save a dime You know I worked for a dollar, or several thousand, man couldn't save a dime Ain't nobody worried and there isn't nobody's crying Yeah, I got my hands outside to get a hold on, try to get some of my cash Lord I try to get my hands outside to get a hold on, try to get some of my cash It's those great big smiles to keep us out of that trash So I packed up my suitcase and I move on down, hit that lonesome road You know I packed up my suitcase and I hit that lonesome, move on down I'm still crying to make it when the day was done |
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