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Wake up, wake up Darlin' Cora |
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Wanna see you one more time |
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The sheriff and his hound dogs a coming |
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I gotta move on down the line. |
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I don't know why darlin' Cora |
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Don't know what the reason can be |
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But I never had found a single town |
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Where me and my boss-man agree. |
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I ain't a man to be played with |
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I ain't nobody's toy |
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Been working for my pay for a long, long time |
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How come he still calls me boy. |
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Well I'd rather drink muddy water |
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And sleep in a hollowed out log |
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Than to hang around in this old town |
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And be treated like a dirty dog. |
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Well I whopped that man darlin' Cora |
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And he fell down where he stood |
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Don't know if I was wrong darlin' Cora |
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But Lord it sure felt good. |
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If it wasn't so dark darlin' Cora |
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You'd see tears trickling down my face |
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It breaks my heart darlin' Cora |
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But I got to leave this place. |
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Wake up, wake up darlin' Cora... |