I still remember the piano
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Playing the same old melodies
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The late-night crowd
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Was wild and loud
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But then a shot
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Outside the bar-room¡.
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And then I saw you for the first time
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The way you stepped out of the dark
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Up to the bar
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Said: ¡°Here we are¡
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Whiskey for me,
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For you Tequila¡±
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The devil send you to Lorado
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Because he knew that I was there
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A man with such a face
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In such a lonesome place
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Can only be a desperado
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The devil send you to Lorado
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Because he knew that I was there
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And when I heard you¡¯d stay
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I felt right away
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You¡¯d shake my life
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Like a tornado
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I still remember the piano
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Playing a different melody
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You won at cards
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You won at darts
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Left all the men without a dollar
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And now you gotta leave Lorado
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They want you out of here by noon
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Oh, I can tell
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I¡¯m in a spell
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So here we go to Amarillo¡..
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The Devil Sent You To Laredo
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| Baccara |
