| I’ve never been in prison
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| I don’t know much about trains
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| My favorite singer cooks my breakfast
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| I like her fancy and I like her plain
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| I love bright and flashing colors
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| Like hot pink and Dresden blue
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| But if they ask me if it’s true
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| That I still love you, I’ll say it’s true
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| I’d happy in a mansion
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| Or in an old rundown shotgun shack
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| I like the feel of silk and satin
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| So I don’t know why I wear black
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| I love New York City
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| Bet your cowgirl boots I do But if they ask me if it’s true
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| That I still love you, I’ll say it’s true
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| I’ll say it’s true
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| So don’t let it bother you
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| Just let them old tales all stay twisted
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| I will set 'em straight about you
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| I have not been in the army
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| I’m an Indian from years ago
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| When they ask if I know Waylon
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| I tell them, I think so I do not plan on retiring
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| From anything I do But if they ask me if it’s true
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| That I still love you, I’ll say it’s true
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| I’ll say it’s true
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| So don’t let it bother you
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| Just let them old tales all stay twisted
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| I will set 'em straight on you
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| I got plans to keep right on singin'
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| And I do know Emmylou
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| But if they ask me if it’s true
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| That I still love you, I’ll say it’s true |