| She blew into this old one horse town
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| Like something we ain’t never seen
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| Old Bill hired her at the Sundown Grill
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| She tied that apron 'round her jeans
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| I started hanging out there every night
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| Just to hear her talk and laugh
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| I couldn’t help but fall in love with her
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| I should’ve known it wouldn’t last
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| She always talked about Mexico
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| I never thought my love could make her settle down
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| I guess I know better now
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| She’s probably living down there by the sea
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| I wonder if she ever thinks of me
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| One morning she was gone like the wind
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| She won’t be back this way again
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| Old Bill could tell that I was missing her
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| As he poured me a drink
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| Said if you put a wild bird in a cage
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| You’ll break it’s will to sing
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| If that’s true then she’s better off
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| Still out there wild and free
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| So I bought straight tequila all around
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| Said,"Boy, here's to her memory"
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| She always talked about Mexico
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| I never thought my love could make her settle down
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| I guess I know better now
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| She’s probably living down there by the sea
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| I wonder if she ever thinks of me |
| One morning she was gone like the wind
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| She won’t be back this way again |