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| 1. |
| 4:28 | 
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| 2. |
| 5:13 | 
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Man, be careful with a fool. you know, someday he may get smart
Man, be careful with a fool. you know, someday he may get smart He will treat you so cool and chilly, till he hurt you to your heart Yeah, you know Hate to remember, oh, what a fool I used to be, ha, ha! Man, I hate to remember how foolish I used to be The way I used to love you, baby, how bad it's gonna be You know, I used to cry 'bout you, baby, ha! You know, I'd-a walk the streets a-late at night Used to cry about ya, a-walk the streets, a-late at night If you love me just a little bit, baby, why in the world don't you treat me right? Ah, yeah Oh, yeah Yeah! Yeah! Ah! Yeah, baby! Uh, fin'lly over, baby, whoa, I believe this is the end, ah, ah, yeah, well! Fin'lly over, baby, oh, I believe this-a is the end, ah I want to tell you my baby, to forgive me for my sin |
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| 3. |
| 2:45 |
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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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| 4. |
| 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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| 5. |
| 3:28 |
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(Don't mess up slut and I won't either 1-2-3-4)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh huh, oh yeah I've been in Texas, I've been on the run I've been in Texas, I've been on the run I'm going to Leland, Mississippi, mama You all know that's where I come from Right down on the Delta, man Well, I'm alone, baby, I'm free free from my home Well, I'm alone, I'm free from my home You know I was sittin' right down people On my daddy's cotton farm Come hear, baby, let your long hair down Ah, come here, woman, let your hair down I want you to love me with a feeling'Cause I'm Mississippi bound The best woman, the best waist in town The best woman, the best waist in town Oh yeah You'll never keep me woman 'Cause I have a travellin' mind |
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| 6. |
| 2:43 |
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Good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl
Can I go home with, can I go home with you I'll tell your mother and your father, I'm a little schoolboy too Gonna buy me an airplane, gonna buy me an airplane Gonna fly all over, gonna fly all over town, all over town, yes If I don't find my little schoolgirl, ain't gonna set my airplane down ah, yeah Good morning little schoolgirl, ah, I remember way back, I remember way back When I was twelve, baby when I was twelve years old You know I was looking for a schoolgirl just to, eat my jelly roll, yeah G, good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl Can I go home with, can I go home with you, ah, yeah Tell your mother and your father, I'm a little schoolboy, yes a schoolboy |
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| 7. |
| 3:38 |
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When you gotta good friend
Let her stay right by your side When you gotta good friend Let her stay right by your side Give all your spare time to her And treat her right I'm as true to my baby And I can't see no reason why Lord, man, I can't see no reason why Every time I think about it I hang my head and cry Lord, I may be right or wrong Hey and I may be right or wrong Watch your close friends, baby Enemies can't do you no wrong There ain't but one thing, baby That makes me drink Say that you don't love me, Lord I begin to think Gotta good friend Let her stay right by your side God, give her all your spare time Love and treat her right Lord, Lord, down at the riverside Go on, go on down at the riverside No, you won't be my old lady Man, 'til I get satisfied You know I may be right or wrong Little girl, I may be right or wrong Watch your close friends, baby And your enemies can't do you no harm |
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| 4:43 |
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| 9. |
| 2:55 |
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Every married woman, I believe
Has to have some backdoor friend Every married woman, you know, She has some backdoor friend When you are gone, yeah darlin' He comes slippin' in Ain't no married woman that's gonna Treat nobody right, Ain't no married woman that's gonna Treat nobody right She lay around with a cute man all day And's pretty sick of her husband at night You know you make it to your house Knock on your front door Run around the back, I'll believe You'll catch him there Just before he goes 'round the corner Every married woman, you know, Has some backdoor friend You know when you walk out Yeah, man, he comes slippin' in |
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