| Did you tell your Momma just what you done?
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| I seen you last night by the Pascagoula bay
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| The wind was howlin', it was long past one
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| What were you doin' down there?
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| Say you won’t say nothin' if I tell you
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| But I really don’t think I want to talk about that
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| Leave me alone, I want to be alone
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| No I won’t say nothin' about the red dog tracks
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| I went down to the river and I looked around
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| There was a half-smoked Lucky and a bottle of Jack
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| There was blood on the rocks, blood on the ground
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| And headin' for the bushes was the red dog tracks
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| Say you won’t say nothin' if I tell you
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| But I really don’t think I want to talk about that
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| Leave me alone, I want to be alone
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| No I won’t say nothin' about the red dog tracks
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| Now I heard some stories 'bout Carolina Madison
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| Seth Weaver saw her kissin' your Pascagoula man
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| It was down by the water and they shared their passion
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| Where the red dogs did their dancing
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| Say you won’t say nothin' if I tell you
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| But I really don’t think I want to talk about that
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| Leave me alone, I want to be alone
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| No I won’t say nothin' about the red dog tracks
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| No I won’t say nothin' about the red dog tracks
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| No I won’t say nothin' |