| Now they call me Guitar Slim, baby
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| Now I’m come and play in your town
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| Now they call me Guitar Slim, baby
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| Now I’m come and play in your town
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| Now if you don’t like my music
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| Baby, I will not hang around
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| I like my pocket full of money, baby
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| And my whiskey, gin and wine
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| I like my pocket full of money, baby
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| And my whiskey, gin and wine
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| I like to eat a country dinner, baby
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| And I like to get my loving all the time
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| Now they call me Guitar Slim, baby
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| Now I’m come to play in your town
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| Now they call me Guitar Slim, baby
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| Now I’m come to play in your town
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| Now if I can’t play my guitar, baby
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| I’m don’t go, jump and clown |