| If they’ll play another love song
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| If that Miller Highlife sign stays dim
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| And if you keep this glass full of whiskey
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| I’ll whisper words, I wish I’d said to him
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| Just ask me to dance all the slow ones
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| Hold me close and take me cross the floor
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| I’ll gently lay my head on your shoulder
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| And pretend this never happened before
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| I don’t want to hear a sad story
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| We both already know how it goes
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| But if tonight you’ll be my tall dark stranger
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| I’ll be your San Antonio Rose
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| Well I wish I could tell you, I love you
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| And I wish that he weren’t always on my mind
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| If wishes were fast trains to Texas
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| Oh, I’d ride and I’d ride, how I’d ride
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| I don’t want to hear a sad story
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| We both already know how to go
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| So, if tonight you’ll be my tall dark stranger
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| I’ll be your San Antonio Rose
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| I’ll be your San Antonio Rose |