| Well that mean old old frisco
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| And that lowdown santa fe
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| Done took my babe away
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| Lord and blowed back at me
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| Yes my mama told me
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| Papa told me too
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| Son every woman scream in your face
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| Lord she ain’t no friend to you
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| Lord I wonder
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| Do she ever think of me
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| Well I wonder I wonder
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| Will my babe come back to me
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| Yes I’m standing and looking
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| Watching that southern whistle blow
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| Well she didn’t catch that southern
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| Lord now where did the woman go
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| Lord I ain’t got no
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| Special rider here
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| I might leave
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| Because I don’t feel welcome here |