| I saw yuh baby dancin' in yer x’ray gingham dress
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| I knew you were under duress
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| I knew you under yer dress
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| Just keep comin' Jesus
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| Yer the best dressed
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| You look dandy in the sky but you don’t scare me Cause I got you here in my eye
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| In this lifetime you got 'mhumangetsmeblues
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| With yer jaw hangin' slack 'n yer hair’s curlin'
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| Like an ole navy fork stickin' in the sunset
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| The way you were dancins I knew youwd never come back
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| You were strainin 't' keep yer'
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| Old black cracked patent shoes
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| In this lifetime you got m’humangetsmeblues
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| Well the way you’d been ole lady
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| I could see the fear in yer windows
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| Under yer furry crawlin' brow
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| Uh silver bow rings up in inches
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| You were afraid you’d be the devils red wife
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| But it’s alright God dug yer dance
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| 'n would have you young 'n in his harum
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| Dress you the way he wants cause he never had uh doll
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| Cause everybody made him uh boy
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| 'n God didn’t think t' ask his preference
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| You can bring yer dress 'n yer favorite dog
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| 'n yer husbands cane
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| 'n yer old spotted hog
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| Cause in this lifetime
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| You’ve got m’humangetsmeblues |