You must be daddy's little pumpkin
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I can tell by the way you roll
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You must be daddy's little pumpkin
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I can tell by the way you roll
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Why it's quarter past eleven
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And you're sleeping on the bedroom floor
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I can see the fire burning
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Burning right behind your eyes
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I can see the fire burning
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Burning right behind your eyes
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You must of swallowed a candle
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Or some other kind of surprise
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I'm going down to Memphis
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I got three hundred dollars in cash
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I'm going down to Memphis
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I got three hundred dollars in cash
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All the women in Memphis
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Want to see how long my money will last
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I'm going downtown
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I'm gonna to rattle somebody's cage
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I'm going downtown
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I'm gonna rattle somebody's cage
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I'm gonna beat on my guitar
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And strut all around the stage
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If you see my baby coming
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Don't tell her that her daddy's in jail
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If you see my baby coming
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Don't you tell her that her daddy's in jail
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She'd sell her little pumpkin just to raise
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Her sweet daddy's bail
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You must be daddy's little pumpkin
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I can tell by the way you roll
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You must be daddy's little pumpkin
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I can tell by the way you roll
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You never do nothing
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To save your doggone soul.
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Daddy's Little Pumpkin
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| John Prine |
