| I’m the mother of a honky tonk girl
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| And I die when they speak my babies name
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| I hope that God will forgive me For now I know that I’m to blame.
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| (Spoken — Jim)
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| Excuse me friend
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| For intruding this way
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| But there’s somethng
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| I’ve just got to say.
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| I remember this girl
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| They’re whispering about
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| Just like it was yesterday
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| When she was small.
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| They’d bring her in the tavern
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| And set her on a stool
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| And give her a drink of their beer and laugh.
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| I thought, oh, you crazy fools.
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| But what could I do Or what could I say
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| I’m just a bar tender
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| And work here for my pay.
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| And I just cry
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| When I hear a mother say.
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| (Sang — Carol)
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| I’m the mother of a honky tonk girl
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| And I die when they speak my babies name
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| I hope that God will forgive me For now I know that I’m to blame.
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| (Spoken — Jim)
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| You probably wonder why
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| I chose to condemn the stuff I sell
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| But I’ve seen the hurt it’s caused
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| And the souls it’s sent to hell.
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| Once they’re on the wrong road
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| With temptation let us turn around
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| Like the girl they’re all talking about
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| The one they’re running down.
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| Instead of giving her a drink of beer
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| Where angels have never trod
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| They should have given her a taste of love
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| Yes, and a taste of God.
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| (Sang — Carol)
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| I hope that God will forgive me
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| I’m the mother of a honky tonk girl… |