There are still places where people like me can hang out
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With nothing at all in this whole world to worry about
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They ain't tore 'em all down yet and said every man for himself
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Or polished them up until nothing worth keeping is left.
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They ain't got 'em all
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If you try here and there
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You'll still find a few holes in the wall
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There an endangered species but i'm keeping track
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I can tell you that they ain't got 'em all.
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There are still women who can walk up and change your ways
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Who don't even know they're impossibly beautiful girls
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Who for some crazy reason will hold you so close in the night
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'Til nothing else matters and you finally start feeling all right.
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They ain't got 'em all
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They're still there and their wantin' and wonderfully willing to fall
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There an endangered species but i'm keeping track
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I can tell you that they ain't got 'em all.
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They ain't got 'em all
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If you try here and there
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You'll still find a few holes in the wall
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There an endangered species but i'm keeping track
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I can tell you that they ain't got 'em all...
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They Ain't Got 'em All
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| Waylon Jennings |
