| One more!
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| Well I heard Steve Earle had lots of wives,
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| About as many as cats have lives.
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| Met him on his records and we’re good friends.
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| He writes a song for everyone.
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| They fall in love and before it’s done,
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| He writes an even better one when it ends.
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| Well I don’t have to take your name.
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| And you won’t have to take the blame.
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| Chorus
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| Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me.
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| I promise I won’t take a dime when it comes my time to leave.
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| The others wanted your whole heart, but I just want your sleeve.
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| Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me.
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| Well I heard he loves each one the same,
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| As much as Ireland loves the rain.
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| Steve, it rains at my house everyday.
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| He met 'em all in every port,
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| 'Cause falling in love is a pilgrim sport.
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| And as long as I can be the pirate, I’m ok!
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| You moved to the city. |
| Baby, you had to go.
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| But I love apples and I could learn to love the snow.
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| Chorus
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| Come on!
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| I could walk around in your favorite shoes.
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| Come on, just one line,
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| What do you got to lose?
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| And I don’t bruise.
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| Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me.
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| I promise I won’t take a dime when it comes my time to leave.
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| The others wanted your whole heart, but I just want your sleeve.
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| (spoken)
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| And the shirt that goes with it 'cause it smells like you, and you know I like
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| to sleep in that in the vacation house at the
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| beach and a really small wedding, only 'bout 300 people.
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| Did I tell you I have kids?
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| You’re gonna love 'em.
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| They’re gonna need to go to college.
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| Do you like reggae?
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| I love reggae.
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| On Tuesday nights, I like to go to trivia, so that’s your night to go out with
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| the boys and then you can…
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| Is this thing on?
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| Steve Earle, Steve Earle, please write a song for me.
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| I do!
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| Yeah!
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| Fine!
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| Cool!
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| Should we come listen then? |