| My outfit was stationed near a small border town
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| I met her one day in a small cabaret
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| I discovered just off the camp ground
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| Her name was Juanita and I loved her so
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| And I took from my hand that gold wedding band
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| That I wore back home
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| Each weekend I’d buy Juanita some flowers
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| And wrap them up in lies
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| I’d buy Juanita some flowers
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| So she couldn’t see the shame in my eyes
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| I just couldn’t tell her that our love couldn’t be
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| So I lied to amuse her cause I knew I’d lose her
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| If she learned the truth about me
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| For the sake of this woman I’ve forsaken my soul
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| But her kiss was to blame it set off a flame
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| I couldn’t control
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| Each weekend I’d buy Juanita some flowers…
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| And then someone told her that I had a wife
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| I tried to explain but her gun spit a flame
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| And as I fell she took her own life
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| And now it’s all over I won’t last I know
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| Do one thing for me in her memory
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| Before I go
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| Won’t someone please buy Juanita some flowers
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| For all the trust she gave
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| Please buy Juanita some flowers
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| And place them for me upon her grave |