Butch Hancock
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I tried my best just to stay at rest
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When the moon and the wind both died
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But you locked me in with your best friend
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Honey your window was open wide
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I escaped in time to see your man
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Truckin' in that bar again
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He was fondlin' Lucy and singin' to Suzy
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Suckin' up a bottle of gin
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You said you'd see me 'bout half past nine
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I said I'd see you at ten
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I knew that I lied to you
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But I didn't know that we both lied to your man
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Well I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him
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Truckin' back in that bar again
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He's still fondlin' Lucy, he's been singing to Suzy
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And suckin' on that bottle of gin
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He's still got a hold of Lucy, fondlin' Suzy
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Suckin' on that bottle of gin
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I headed for the door when you hit the floor
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Your man hit me in the head
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I hit the windows and I hit the walls
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And it hit me that I might be dead
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I was thinkin' slow and sinkin' low
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And I saw that man again
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He's still got a hold of Lucy and he's fondlin' Suzy
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Suckin' that big bottle of gin
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Well, he's fondlin' Lucy, singin' to Suzy
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Suckin' that big bottle of gin
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Suckin' A Big Bottle Of Gin
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| Jerry Jeff Walker |
