| We left home when were barely past eleven-teen
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| We’ve been back and fourth and all around through hell and rain
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| I’ve loved you half of your life and Ill keep on loving you
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| But I can’t change and live the way you want me to
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| We spent a lot of time out on the highway
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| Coming from some town we played along the way
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| After thirty years and knowing me the way you do
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| You know I can’t change and live the way you want me to
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| That red bandana tied around your auburn hair
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| You look like you ought to be somebody’s wife somewhere
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| You ain’t never going to be no bobby Mcgee but your trying to
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| But I can’t change and live the way you want me to
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| Every time you leave the stage I know you’ve had your fill
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| And I wonder why you grew up and why I never will
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| Hey I’m forty-one today still going on twenty-two
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| But I can’t change and live the way you want me to
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| That red bandana tied around your auburn hair
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| You look like you ought to be somebody’s wife somewhere
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| You ain’t never going to be no bobby Mcgee but your trying to
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| But I can’t change and live the way you want me to
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| I can’t change and live the way you want me to |