They used to let me play with her awhile this rich man's daughter with a pretty smile
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But I was just a poor man's ragged child and living on the wrong side of the tracks
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And social walls are hard to rise above the wrong side of the tracks can kill true love
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There's many who must know what I speak of
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If they come from the wrong side of the tracks
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[ fiddle ]
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As time went by I grew to love her so we'd slipp away so her folks wouldn't know
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And with each kiss our love just seemed to grow
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Though I came from the wrong side of the tracks
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True love made different worlds into the same
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It knows no boundary's made by sicial name
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But still her parents gave me all the blame cause I live on the wrong side of the tracks
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[ steel ]
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I guess they had a plan right from the start
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They vowed somehow they'd keep we two apart
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They moved her far away and took my heart
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And left me on the wrong side of the tracks
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Yeah I recieved her letter yesterday she tells me just to wait there'll be a way
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But will they kill her love by things they say
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And leave me on the wrong side of the tracks
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Wrong Side (of The Tracks)
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| Wilburn Brothers |
