| I better keep myself from being busted
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| I better keep myself out of jail
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| 'Cause I ain’t got a friend to get me trusted
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| That’s why my mama sends my money through the mail
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| I’ve been down on my luck
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| I’ve been down on my wealth
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| I’m gotta stop taking care of business
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| Start taking care of my health
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| I’ve gotta leave this town
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| I’ve gotta leave this town behind
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| I’ve gotta leave this town tonight
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| Well I set off down the main street
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| With such a long, long way to go But before I started I was cornered on the corner
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| Still waiting for my sugar to show
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| I’ve been down on my luck
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| I’ve been down on my wealth
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| I’ve gotta stop taking care of somebody’s else’s business
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| Start taking care of myself
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| I’ve gotta leave this town
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| I’ve gotta leave this town behind
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| I’ve gotta leave this town tonight
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| I was fooling around with the sheriff’s daughter
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| She was a real fine fox
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| But the sheriff he came after
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| And threatened to lock me in a cell box
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| He showed me his magnum
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| He showed me his shotgun
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| He stuck it in my face
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| And said, «Boy, I think you best be gone»
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| I’ve gotta leave this town
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| I’ve gotta leave this town behind
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| I’ve gotta leave this town tonight |