He's just a singer
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a natural-born guitar ringer
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kind of clinger
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to sad ole songs.
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He's not a walk behinder
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he's a new note finder
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but his name's a reminder
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of a blues man that's already gone.
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So he started drinkin
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took some things that messed up his thinkin
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he was sure sinkin
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when she came along.
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He was alone in the spot light
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not too much left in sight
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she changed all that in one night
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when she sang him this song
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Hey baby I love you
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hey baby I need you
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hey baby you don't need to prove to me
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that you're some kind of macho man
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you've wasted so much of your life
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runnin through the dark night
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let me shine a little love light
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down on this blues man.
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He was so sick from speedin
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all that stuff they said he was needin
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if he was to keep pleasin
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all of his fans
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He got cuffed on dirt roads
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he got sued over no shows
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she took all that ole load
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down off that blues man.
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Hey baby I love you too
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hey baby I need you
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hey baby I do get tired
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of this travellin band
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I'm over 40 years old now
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nights would be cold now
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if you hadn't stuck it out
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for this blues man
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He's over 40 years old now
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nights would be so cold now
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if she hadn't hung around
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for that blues man
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blues man (tribute to hank jr.)
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| Alan Jackson |
