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(billy mccovery/greg crowe/dave gibson) |
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Little jolena, a dark haired darlin' |
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Skin of ivory, angel eyes |
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Every man in louisiana wanted her sweet love |
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But she swore on the bible, she was all mine |
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Hey little did i know, she was wild as the bayou |
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Catch a man on a cane pole, hang his heart on the line |
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I thought i could hold her, me oh my oh |
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Little did i know, she had bigger fish to fry |
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My brother tried to warn me, mama she scorned me |
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My friends all told me, i was under her spell |
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But i wouldn't listen, i was lovesick |
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Without jolena life would be a living hell |
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Hey little did i know, she was wild as the bayou |
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Catch a man on a cane pole, hang his heart on the line |
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I thought i could hold her, me oh my oh |
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Little did i know, she had bigger fish to fry |
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At the church in the wildwood standin' at the alter |
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Little jolena never showed |
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I heard later on she left with a dandy |
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And headed down to mexico |
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Hey little did i know, she was wild as the bayou |
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Catch a man on a cane pole, hang his heart on the line |
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I thought i could hold her, me oh my oh |
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Little did i know, she had bigger fish to fry |
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Hey little did i know, she had bigger fish to fry |
