| B. r. |
| hornsby/john hornsby
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| Sometimes I lead sometimes I follow
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| This time Ill go where she wants me to go
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| She said maybe today maybe tomorrow
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| Go deep in the woods down the low valley road
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| While no one was lookin on the old plantation
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| He took her all the way down the long valley road
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| They sent her away not too much later
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| And left him walking down the old valley road
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| Walk on, walk on alone
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| Walk on, walk on, walk on alone
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| Out in the hall they were talking in a whisper
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| Everybody noticed she was gone awhile
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| Somebody said shes gone to her sisters
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| But everybody knew what they were talking about
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| While no one was lookin on the old plantation
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| He showed her what they do down the long valley road
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| She came back around like nothing really happened
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| And left him standing on the old valley road
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| Walk on, walk on alone
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| Walk on, walk on, walk on alone
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| Standing like a stone on the old plantation
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| The rich old man would have never let him in Good enough to hire not good enough to marry
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| When it all happens nobody wins
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| Walk on, walk on alone
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| Walk on, walk on, walk on alone |