| You know I hate to leave you babe
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| But I just can’t waste my time
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| Well you’ve got this jealous husband
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| And I’m far too young to die
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| I must move on away from here
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| Just before the bullets fly
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| I’ve always been a gambler
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| Takin' chances all my life
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| Always smashin' those love affairs
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| Just like shootin' dice
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| I staged the game girl
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| That’s what keeps me satisfied
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| And I can leave it in the nick of time
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| Just before the bullets fly
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| I lost my first bet
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| When I was twenty-one
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| Found myself in New Orleans
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| On the wrong end of a gun
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| The stakes keep getting higher
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| But somehow I survive
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| By knowin' when the need became
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| Just before the bullets fly
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| I’m knowing when the need became
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| Just before the bullets fly
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| I’m knowing when the need became
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| Just before the bullets fly |