| When I was a young man
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| About 21 years old y’all
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| All I wanted was a stripper girlfriend
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| And a Gold Top Les Paul
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| Be careful of the things you wish for
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| You might get 'em
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| There was a night club in Dallas
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| Called Mother Blues
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| It’s where Lightning Hopkins played
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| And Freddy King even payed some dues
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| All the dealers and gamblers
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| And young white hipsters, they all made the scene
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| The girl at the door who checked ID’s
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| Was just 16
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| Aw, it was not a place for law biding citizens
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| Jackie Jones he had 'em a habit, he just couldn’t stop
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| Aaid give me 500 dollars
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| And I’ll sell you my Les Paul God Top
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| I drove my daddy’s car down to Ross Avenue
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| And I sold it
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| I guess I should have told him
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| He eluded to the police someone stole it
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| It was just the first of many bad decisions
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| I was to make for the next 20 years
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| Oh, but I had me a guitar
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| Everybody knows
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| That the real nightlife
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| Begins after the clubs close
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| What they call after hours
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| It’s 2 a.m. and everybody’s gone
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| But the band, the dealers and Jack Jones
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| And then the girls from the landing strip club come over
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| After they put their clothes back on
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| So I’m at Ma Blues and I’m sitting on an amp
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| I’m playing «Twist and Shout»
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| And this tall drink of water walks in
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| Like she might have to shoot her way out
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| She come up to me and she said
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| «You know anything good on that guitar?»
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| I didn’t say nothing, I just kept on playing
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| She said, «Have you ever heard this song
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| Called Polk Salad Annie?» |
| I just kept playing
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| She said, «Every time I hear that song
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| My insides feel like warm butter
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| And I just wanna take off my clothes
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| And dance around in my underwear»
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| I said, «Down in Louisiana
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| Where the alligator grow so mean»
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| That’s all I knew of it and it was enough
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| So we hit it off, me and this dancer
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| We hit it off like a metaphor
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| Like a metaphor for a hydrogen bomb
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| We was enriched uranium, super critical mass
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| We was a chain reaction, it was love and lust
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| Aw, mostly lust but a mutual attraction
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| So there I was boys at 21 years old, I had it all
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| I had a fine stripper girlfriend and a Gold Top Les Paul
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| Aw, the future, it looked promising
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| Oh but there were dark clouds on the horizon
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| She was a beautiful girl
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| But she liked to drink Tequila and that ain’t all
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| I come home 4 or 5 times
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| And she pawned my Les Paul
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| We broke up and she went to Hollywood
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| She married an actor
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| She got a job dancing on the Hudson Brothers TV show
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| And modern lipstick from Max Factor
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| I got over her, I’m glad she done alright
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| I’m glad she done alright, oh yes, I am
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| Well now me, I never busted through the gates
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| Into the big time as a rock and roll star
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| For 40 years I just carried around an old Gold Top guitar
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| But love and fate are mysterious things
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| In this funky old world
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| It was 20 years ago I ended up marrying
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| That Mother Blues door girl
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| We had us a boy, he’s 18 years old now, he’s playing guitar
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| He ended up with that Les Paul Gold Top, yes, he did
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| Now I don’t know if he’s gonna hang his life on it or not
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| But I’m very grateful for the time I get to share the stage with him
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| I’m grateful for the time I get to play with musicians
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| Like George Reiff and Rick Richards
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| I’m grateful that I get to write these old songs
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| And travel around the world and play them for people
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| And they come out and hear me play
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| And the days that I keep my gratitude
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| Higher than my expectations
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| Well, I have really good days |