There's no way the moon can hide
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On this Oklahoma road
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And I'm heading back on a three day drive
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To a girl I hardly knew
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But she could be my queen of hearts
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In my hand the winning card
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So dealer let the bidding start
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'cause she could be my queen of hearts
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I can see the Texas sky
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Open up for miles around
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And I'm thinking back to where she lies
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Sleeping sage without a sound
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And she could be my queen of hearts
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In my hand the winning card
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So dealer let the bidding start
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'cause she could be my queen of hearts
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There's a sun going down the Arizona line
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That I've been chasing all day
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And there's a girl up ahead and I can't recall her eyes
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But I keep heading her way
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'cause she could be my queen of hearts
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In my hand the winning card
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So dealer let the bidding start
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'cause she could be my queen of hearts
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Queen Of Hearts
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| Peter Bradley Adams |
