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He had a reason to get back to Lake Charles |
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He used to talk about it |
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He'd just go on and on |
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He always said Louisana |
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Was where he felt at home |
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He was born in Nacogdoches |
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That's in East Texas |
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Not far from the border |
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But he liked to tell everybody |
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He was from Lake Charles |
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Did an angel whisper in your ear |
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And hold you close and take away your fear |
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In those long last moments |
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We used to drive |
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Thru Lafayette and Baton Rouge |
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In a yellow Camino |
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Listening to Howling Wolf |
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He liked to stop in Lake Charles |
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Cause that's the place that he loved |
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Did you run about as far as you could go |
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Down the Lousiana highway |
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Across Lake Ponchatrain |
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Now your soul is in Lake Charles |
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No matter what they say |
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Did an angel whisper in your ear |
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And hold you close and take away your fear |
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In those long last moments |
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SOLO |
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He had a reason to get back to Lake Charles |
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He used to talk about it |
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He'd just go on and on |
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He always said Louisana |
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Was where he felt at home |
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Did an angel whisper in your ear |
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And hold you close and take away your fear |
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In those long last moments |
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Did an angel whisper in your ear |
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And hold you close and take away your fear |
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In those long last moments |
