| There’s a lot of cheap talk about the road I take
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| There’s a lot of bold horses gettin' stuck at the gate
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| A lot of mean boys got some time to kill
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| There’s a lot of good women gettin' stuck with the bill
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| So won’t you let this foolish feeling make you stay
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| There comes a time when all your leavin' doesn’t pay
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| This boy is where your heart should be
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| Cause you might find it cheap
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| But you’re never gonna find it for free, yeah
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| There’s a long legged lady livin' up on the hill
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| Got eyes like a cheetah, like a two dollar bill
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| I take her on down, take her out for a whirl
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| Then I let her fly free cause I know that she will
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| So won’t you let this foolish feeling make you stay
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| There comes a time when all your leavin' doesn’t pay
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| This boy is where your heart should be
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| Cause you might find it cheap
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| But you’re never gonna find it for free
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| Oh, you might find it cheap
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| But you’re never gonna find it for free, yeah
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| You can play it your way but you’re gonna have some hell to pay
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| Cause when the dogs come barking at your back you better watch what you say
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| Cause the day without the night is like a child without no fight
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| And all the blinding shining lights won’t help you see
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| That you might find it cheap
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| But you’re never gonna find it for free
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| There’s a lot of cheap talk about the road I take
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| There’s a lot of bold horses gettin' stuck at the gate
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| I’d give you my heart but I know it’s too late
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| And I ain’t got the time to sit around here and wait
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| For you to let this foolish feeling make you stay
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| There comes a time when all your leavin' doesn’t pay
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| This boy is where your heart should be
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| Cause you might find it cheap
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| But you’re never gonna find it for free yeah
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| Well, you might find it cheap
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| But you’re never gonna find it for free, yeah
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| Well, you might find it cheap
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| But you’re never gonna find it for free, yeah |