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Betsy Betsy |
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ahhhhh |
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She was born in '32 and was she ever pretty |
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She rode a freight train west all the way from Detroit City |
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Betsy's seen more places than I'll ever hope to see |
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Betsy's been more loyal than any friend could be |
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With some she traveled fast with others it was slow |
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Betsy's seen them all she'd seen them come and go |
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She must have had some favorites before I finally met her |
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And now that she's all mine they'd better just forget her |
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Betsy was a lady and that she will remain |
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Betsy took some beatings but she never once complained |
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She had a classic beauty that everyone could see |
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I was the last to meet her but she gave her life to me |
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She may be rusted iron but to me she's solid gold |
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And I just can't hold the tears back 'cause Betsy's growing old |