| I think you think that I got lucky
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| I see it written on your face
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| You say you’d like to fill my shoes
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| How easily you’d take my place
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| But if you spare me just a moment
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| Before you go to beg and chase
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| I think I’ll ask you just one question
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| How would you like to pay my dues?
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| I shouldn’t have come here in the first place
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| 'Cus folks in here don’t like my kind
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| I hear they got a lot of reasons
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| I think I see them on their signs
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| They’ve got a lot to say
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| In Music City USA
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| I could draw a line from Texas
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| Any place that’s on the map
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| I might be in California
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| Then go to Georgia, be right back
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| Up and down the Mississippi
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| Tennessee river past me shows
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| There underneath the lights of broadway
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| I’m in the alley with the ghosts
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| I shouldn’t have come here in the first place
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| 'Cus folks in here don’t like my kind
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| I hear they got a lot of reasons
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| I think I see them on their signs
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| They’ve got a lot to say
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| In Music City USA
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| In Music City USA |