Well I was out a drinkin'
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With a couple of friends of mine
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When the bartender handed me the telephone
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Says "There's a wife on the line."
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I told her I was just a drinkin'
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With a couple of buddies I knew
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She told me in a few short words
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Just a what she wanted me to do
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She said "Oh won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
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Cause you might even make yourself a friend."
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She said "Won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
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It's the only place in days you haven't been."
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Well I sat there about an hour
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Talkin' with the rest of the guys
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When she walked through that front door
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She had "Get home" in her eyes
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She said "You've danced and talked
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With every woman in town but me.
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And if you'd just come around the house
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You might like my company."
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She said "Oh won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
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Cause you might even make yourself a friend."
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She said "Won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
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It's the only place in days you haven't been."
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She said "Oh won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
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Cause you might even make yourself a friend."
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She said "Won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
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It's the only place in days you haven't been."
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Won't You Come Home (And Talk To A Stranger)
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| George Strait |
