| There he goes, gone again
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| Same ol' story’s gotta come to an end
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| Lovin' him was a one way street
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| But I’m gettin' off where the crossroads meet
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| Quarter moon in a ten-cent town
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| Time for me to lay my heartaches down
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| Saturday night, I’m gonna make myself a name
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| Take a month of Sundays to try and explain
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| It’s gonna be easy to fill the heart of a thirsty woman
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| Harder to kill the ghost of a no-good man
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| I’ll be ridin' high in a fandangled sky
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| It’s gonna be easy, it’s gonna be easy from now on
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| Raw as the wind, but clean as bone
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| Soft to the touch when you take me home
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| When the morning comes and it’s time for me to leave
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| Don’t worry bout me 'cause I got a wild card up my sleeve
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| It’s gonna be easy to fill the heart of a thirsty woman
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| Harder to kill the ghost of a no-good man
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| And I’ll be ridin' high in a fandangled sky
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| It’s gonna be easy, it’s gonna be easy from now on |