| When I pay my bills
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| Gonna leave these Tennessee hills
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| Take my lady to the sea
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| That’s where we both come from
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| That’s where we both belong
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| Think I’ll go back to the Keys
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| Chorus:
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| 'Cause I don’t want the fame that brings confusion
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| Where people recognize you on a plane
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| All I want’s the quiet and the comforts
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| That livin' with my lovely lady brings
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| Somehow we survived the double talk and jive
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| Things are looking better all the time
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| I owe her all I can 'cause she made me understand
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| The simple way that we should live our lives
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| Chorus:
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| And I don’t want the fame that brings confusion
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| Where people recognize you on a plane
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| All I want’s the quiet and the comforts
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| That livin' with my lovely lady brings
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| Let me tell you now she can eat her own weight up in crab meat
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| And there’s plenty of that down there by the sea
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| Well we’re sailin' in those warm December breezes
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| Sendin' picture postcards back to Tennessee
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| Chorus:
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| Yes and I don’t want the fame that brings confusion
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| Where people recognize you on a plane
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| All I want’s the quiet and the comforts
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| That livin' with my lovely lady brings
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| Yeah that livin' with my lovely lady brings |