You take the lady...I'll take the lesson
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I can't say that anyone's...Doin' me wrong
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Cause I allways knew....That the girl had a weakness
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For whistlers and jugglers....and singers of songs
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Now she was a child...Back when I first met her
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And the woman inside her...Was just bein' born
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And I knew she'd come with me...Cause she had a fever
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For whistlers and jugglers...and singers of songs.
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And the whistler will whistle her...A song she can dance to
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And jugglers will cheer her...When she starts to cry
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The singer will sing her.....A bed of red roses]
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Where she might let you....lie by her side
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She'll laugh in the face...of the wealthy and famous
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And you'll never lose her..To the handsome or strong
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But all of your life son...Watch over your shoulder
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For whistlers and jusgglers...and singers of songas..
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Repeat the chorus..........
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Whistlers And Jugglers
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| Waylon Jennings |
