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    Song Will You Visit Me On Sundays? - Merle Haggard, The Strangers. Just outside these prison bars. The hanging tree is waitin'. At sunrise I'll meet darkness. And death will say hello . Darling
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    I gotta run to keep from hidin'. I'm bound to keep on a ridin'. I got one more silver dollar I ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no. I ain't gonna let 'em catch a midnight rider Well, these ain't my cl
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    Take me home Well, I came to Cali on a highway from Nashville. It's all a gamble for the fortune and fame. My education came from reading the road signs. Just another fool who got lost in the game
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    Another lifetime lived in a long night. I'm watching the sunrise before I lay down to sleep. Livin' at parties, watching my twenties. Hittin' my thirties, lettin' it go But that's all I've been liv
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    So it comes to the end of the day. And I'm checking out of my hotel room today. It's been two years since I've seen your face. The girl beside me reminds me how you taste Since I've seen you, I've
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    I know that you've been foolin' 'round on me right from the start. So I'll take back my ring and I'll take back my heart. When you're tired of foolin' 'round with two or three. Come on home and foo
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    He's a giver he'll give her the kind of attention that she's never known. He's a helper he'll help her to open the doors that she can't on her own. He's a lover and he'll love her in ways that she's
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    (Harlan Howard). He was born and raised around Jacksonville. A nice young man 'bout the kind to kill. But the jealous fight and the flashing blades. Sent him on the run through the everglades. Ru
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    Take the kids, your heart, twenty dollars from your pocketbook. Take a plane, a car and don't worry 'bout how you look. 'Cause I don't care, I see more than physical. I am here waiting on you, you'
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    What if I broke our monogamous agreement. What if I told you I lied but didn't mean it. What if my one mistake. Had the potential to break. Up our happy home. Would you want to know. What if I c
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    Wish I was a millionaire I'd play rock music and grow long hair. I tell you boys I'd drive a new Rolls Royce. Pretty women hangin' on me I'd give 'em all the third degree. Satin sheets to keep 'em
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    I got a gal in Cedartown, Georgia. I used to have to walk nearly three miles to court her. She never had much, just a sharecropper's daughter. But I married her and took her down to New Orleans. S
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    He's a giver he'll give her the kind of attention that she's never known. He's a helper he'll help her to open the doors that she can't on her own. He's a lover and he'll love her in ways that she's
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    New York woman tryin' to make me love her. A sad eyed girl with rollers in her hair. Down the hall somebody's cookin' cabbage. Kids are running up and down the stairs I'd like to leave this God-for
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    Ay yo you Still locked at the hoodest spot. Still no security, still got a swagga like muh pops. Still water run deep when that coke is cheap. But when that price goes soft get ya surf boards out S
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    I got a gal in Cedartown, Georgia. I used to have to walk nearly three miles to court her. She never had much, just a sharecropper's daughter. But I married her and took her down to New Orleans. S
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    I gotta run to keep from hidin'. I'm bound to keep on a ridin'. I got one more silver dollar I ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no. I ain't gonna let 'em catch a midnight rider Well, these ain't my cl
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    I got a gal in Baton Rouge she calls me Louisiana. She gives me a Incomprehensible an' something to eat. She knows just what I want, she treats me right. Lord, Lord, Lord, treats me right, yes, she
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