| You say you’re heading out to California
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| You’ve heard the grapes are falling from the vines
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| I was hoping you might have the urge to write me
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| But, I don’t believe you will so never mind
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| I was talkin' to a man down at Genesco
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| He said they might be hiring anytime
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| I’m so tirde of going anyway the wind blows
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| And I though that me and you but never mind
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| Never mind never mind
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| I’m just talkin' through the wine
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| And you know that drinkin' always makes me sad
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| But before this night is through I better say I love you
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| Or I’m gonna always wish that I had
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| I first saw you pickin' oranges in Orlando
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| All day you kept your ladder close to mine
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| We froze in Georgia burned up in Chicago
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| And I always thought that we but never mind
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| Did you know today my baby called you daddy?
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| Sometimes I’ve wished that she was yours and mine
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| I could call my brother Milt in Cincinnati
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| And ask him for a loan but never mind |