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(wm. robinson/w. moore/m. tarplin) |
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Well, i'll be doggone if i wouldn't work all day |
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And i'll be doggone if i wouldn't bring you my pay |
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But if i ever caught you running around |
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Blowing my money all over this town |
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Then i wouldn't be doggone |
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Hey, hey! i'd be long gone |
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Then i wouldn't be doggone |
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I'd be long gone |
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Now hey, hey, hey! |
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I'll be doggone if you ain't a pretty thing |
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And i'll be doggone if you ain't warm as a breath of spring |
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And if we live to be a hundred years old |
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If you ever let that spring turn cold |
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Then i wouldn't be doggone |
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Hey! i'd be long gone |
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Oh i wouldn't be doggone |
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I'd be long gone |
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Now did you hear what i say ? |
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Well now what i say |
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Oh, believe me well, every woman should try |
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To be what ever has man wants her to be |
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And i don't want much |
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All i want from you is for you to be true to me |
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Well, i'd be doggone if love ain't a man's best friend |
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Oh, baby, and i'll be doggone if you ain't the loving end |
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Though i know you make me feel like no baby could |
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If i ever found out that you're no good |
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Then i wouldn't be doggone |
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Hey, hey, hey, i'd be long gone |
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Well i wouldn't de doggone baby |
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I'd be long gone |
