| I’m walking through the back streets
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| Of an old lonesome town
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| I’ve come to see the places that
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| My darling hangs around
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| What is it that lures him?
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| These things I had to see
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| My heart must know the reason
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| He’s lost his love for me
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| In and out the honky-tonks
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| I covered one by one
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| I saw the things he talked about
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| Saw his kind of fun
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| And if he wants this way of life
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| I’m glad he set me free
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| Now my heart knows the reason
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| He’s lost his love for me
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| In and out the honky-tonks
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| I covered one by one
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| I saw the things he talked about
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| Saw his kind of fun
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| And if he wants this way of life
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| I’m glad he set me free
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| Now my heart knows the reason
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| He’s lost his love for me |