| Well, I can see those shadows facin,
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| And the stars all shinin down.
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| Well I can hear the night wind howlin
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| It’s a high and lonesome sound.
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| And I ain’t had a woman in so long
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| I need to feed my starvin soul.
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| Come on, saddle up boys, we’re gonna ride into town,
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| We’re gonna get a little out of control.
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| There’s a card game in the corner,
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| And the barmaid smiled at me,
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| Well I tipped her a silver dollar,
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| And she brought me a drink for free.
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| Well, the townfolks call her the cheap one,
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| And the gamblers call her Flo,
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| Come on, saddl’em up again, I got me a friend,
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| And I think I’m gettin out of control.
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| She’s good and warm,
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| Mild and calm,
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| I’ve got news, try and find and warn.
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| Well if anybody’s lookin for trouble
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| You know I’m the one you want to try,
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| Well you might name the man who wants you,
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| And I don’t care who or why.
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| You got your gamblers on the story
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| You got no guts, you get no glory.
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| And I bet my money on an ace in the hole
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| Think I’m gettin out of control.
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| You got it now.
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| Where’s my baby, where did she go, men? |