| If there’s one more town, I’ll be goin'. |
| Fight for the winnin' and I’ll be there
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| If there’s one more song, I’ll be singin'. |
| I’m always goin' but I don’t know
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| where
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| I spent seventeen in West Virginia. |
| Eight more years just for runnin' free
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| But the girls back home in their blue gingham dresses only heard one thing from
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| me
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| If there’s one more town, I’ll be goin'. |
| Fight for the winnin' and I’ll be there
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| If there’s one more song, I’ll be singin'. |
| I’m always goin' but I don’t know
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| where
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| Went down to New Orleans last summer on a flat boat workin' my way
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| There were well-mannered ladies and street that were shady, but for me,
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| I never could stay
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| If there’s one more town, I’ll be goin'. |
| Fight for the winnin' and I’ll be there
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| If there’s one more song, I’ll be singin'. |
| I’m always goin' but I don’t know
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| where
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| Sailed up to New York on a schooner, but I won’t be stayin' there long
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| There were bright city lights and girls in pink tights but their faces were all
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| painted on
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| If there’s one more town, I’ll be goin'. |
| Fight for the winnin' and I’ll be there
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| If there’s one more song, I’ll be singin'. |
| I’m always goin' but I don’t know
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| where |