| Oh mama I been talkin' to those western stars
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| They give me comfort at night, right lyin' in the back of the car
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| And I can see your face in the place that I go when I’m there
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| Me and Jimmy and the boys runnin' dark up in the mountain air, yeah
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| Got a couple more runs 'til the sun’s comin' up in the east
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| Ole Fletcher’s in the car drinkin' whiskey from a jar through his teeth
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| Jimmy ain’t back but his tracks lead up into the trees
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| I guess there ain’t nothin' for it but to drive on up and see what they see
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| So don’t you let old Fletcher take the wheel tonight
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| His heart’s grown cold and this old dirt road
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| Runs rough and ragged to a terrible height
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| Don’t you let old Fletcher take the wheel tonight
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| There ain’t much to live for
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| But there’s this woman and she’s got me feelin' pretty alright
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| And lovin' oh lord can make me change my ways
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| So won’t you let me live another day
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| Guess I’d like to live another day
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| Old Fletcher’s been drinking with a pistol and he’s itching to play
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| Sayin' man I had this woman she was livin' at the mouth of the bay
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| But she found me out and now she sees a man who wears these suits
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| I seen him walkin' his dog down by the company in brand new boots
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| So don’t you let old Fletcher take the wheel tonight
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| His heart’s grown cold and this old dirt road
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| Runs rough and ragged to a terrible height
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| Don’t you let old Fletcher take the wheel tonight
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| There ain’t much to live for
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| But there’s this woman and she’s got me feelin' pretty alright
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| And lovin' oh lord can make me change my ways
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| So won’t you let me live another day
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| Guess I’d like to live another day
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| Oh mama I’ve been talkin' to those western stars
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| They give me comfort at night, right lyin' in the back of the car
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| And I can see your face in the place that I go when I’m there
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| Me and Jimmy and the boys runnin' dark up in the mountain air, yeah |