| He fell in love with a reservation girl
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| During the time of the sugar beat harvest
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| They moved out west to the coast
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| Where he built her a bed
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| Made of shag bark from Sherwood Forest
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| And things were good until she told him goodbye
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| Said, they were better off living separate lives
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| Maybe they was
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| Should we stop and take her with us?
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| Should we stop and take her with us?
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| Should we stop and take her with us?
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| For all our time
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| So, we left Worcester with our boots in our bags
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| And America undressed herself in front of our eyes
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| My sister told me, my sister told me
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| Had these gangs in the hills when the hickory falls
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| And you never know when you’re gonna
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| Need to run from it all like she did
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| But, should we stop and take her with us?
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| Should we stop and take her with us?
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| Should we stop and take her with us?
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| For all our time
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| Adelaide
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| You know you’re just no good for me
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| You know it’s just so hard to see
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| That you were right
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| She was dangling her legs
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| Over the little Colorado river
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| Asking my last bit of sunlight
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| And all the Arizona told me
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| Arizona told me
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| So, I asked her if she wanted to fly
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| Yup, maybe she needed a ride
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| To go anywhere at all
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| Adelaide
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| You know you’re just no good for me
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| You know it’s just so hard to see
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| That you were right
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| Oh Willy, I wish that you could love me less
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| Oh Willy, I wish that you could love me less
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| I’ve tried, he said underneath his breath, I’ve tried
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| Oh Willy, I wish that you could love me less
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| Oh Willy, I wish that you could love me less
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| I’ve tried, he said underneath his breath, I’ve tried
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| Adelaide
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| You know you’re just no good for me
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| You know it’s just so hard to see
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| That you were right
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| Adelaide
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| You know you’re just no good for me
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| You know it’s just so hard to see
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| That you were right |