| Well, you walked that valley’s grassy floor and climbed that hilly ridge
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| You stood there naked stung with fear and tippy-toed on the edge
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| Well, you swung on a vine, you crawled in the dirt and made the river your best
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| friend
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| You ate ev’rything from a skunk to perch and filled me up with Zen
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| Well, you went to acapella and you sang Acapulco, danced on a coin
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| You tied six Mexicans up in chains, then hitch-hiked to Des Moines
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| You put the tube in the tub when you joined a club, and took the soles off your
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| shoes
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| But, baby, there’s one thing you forgot to do
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| You got to love me
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| More than the trees and stars high above me
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| You got to love me
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| Love me
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| Love me all the time
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| If you wanna be mine
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| (whhheeeewww…)
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| Well, you turned my pockets inside out and my inside upside down
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| Took fourteen reds and shaved your head and let a semi run you down
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| You filed your teeth and chromed your feet, shot a fifteen under par
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| Prayed thirteen days in eighteen ways then gurued in a bar
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| Well you slipped me a Mickey and you read James Dickey, drank up all my wine
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| You did all that then drowned a bat and bought a Wurlitzer on time
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| You ate barbecued stork with a spoon and a fork in a second-hand fun’ral plot
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| But baby, there’s one thing that you forgot
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| You got to love me
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| More than the trees and stars high above me
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| You got to love me
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| Love me
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| Love me all the time
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| If you want to be mine
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| (MANDOLIN SOLO)
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| I’ve been alone a long time now, and it seems like forever
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| It’s not that I wanna be
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| It’s just that all them things in there, together — bother me
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| Guess it’s culture
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| Ahhhhhhhh
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| If you’d only come back
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| Figure this thing out
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| I guess it keeps going on here
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| I’m runnin' outta breath, death…
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| You got to love me
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| More than the trees and stars high above me
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| You got to love me
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| Love me
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| Love me all the time… |