Well you're coming down High Street walking in the sun
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You make a dead man rise and holler she's the one
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Jolene, Jolene
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Baby I am the king and you're the queen
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Well it's a long old highway that don't ever end
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I got a Saturday Night Special, I'm back again
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I'll sleep by your door, lay my life on the line
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You probably don't know but I'm gonna make you mine
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Jolene, Jolene
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Baby I am the king and you is the queen
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I keep my hands in my pocket, I'm movin' along
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People think they know, but they're all wrong
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You're something nice, I'm gonna bet my dice
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I can't say I haven't paid the price
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Jolene, Jolene
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Baby I am the king and you is the queen
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Well I found out the hard way, I've had my fill
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You can't fight somebody with his back to a hill
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Those big brown eyes, they set off a spark
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If you hold me in your arms, things don't look so dark
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Jolene, Jolene
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Baby I am the king and you're the queen
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Jolene
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Bob Dylan |