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Miss Smith
06:11
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I see you standing up there your eyes looking down on me
You’ve gotten too use to feeling tall ‘cause your family sits in the balcony
I see your smug smile it’s crystal clear thrown in my direction
You refuse to acknowledge my eyes and turn your stomach in pure objection
My father donates every Sunday you so proudly tell
Even the Divine is on a budget these days, you’ve got to out finance Hell
Miss Smith can take a piss clean enough to baptize
She’ll step on your toes and spit on your back in her mind it’s justified
‘Cause you’ve got sins and she’s got a friend more powerful than you or me
And they talk everyday and he likes her ways and he’s promised her eternity
You spend your day yapping, gossiping to no end
That’s acceptable no problem for your friend
You love to be heard and you’ll make it know who will burn
But the Reaper has ears and he’s heard it for years and soon it will be your turn
Miss Smith can take a piss clean enough to baptize
She’ll ruin your name, just fun and games, she’ll try to scratch out your eyes
‘Cause she’s got a friend that holds her hand you know the one we can’t see
Well they talk everyday and he likes her ways and he’s promised her eternity
You’d call me an animal if you knew what I’d done
You’d call me a heathen if you knew my fun
You’d call me a sinner if you knew how I played
You’d call me the devil if you knew how I laid
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Everybody knows not to mess around
With a one-horse woman in a one man town
Bobby was kid with a messed up mind
He shot somebody and he did some time
Suzilee was only seventeen
but her legs were long and her body lean
She had a pistol-packin' poppa in his prime
She had a pill-poppin mama
But, oh, Suzi was fine
These girls don't mean no harm -
It's just what they do
You'll find yourself torn apart
By the time they're through
When Suzi's father found out what was going on
He said, Oh, that boy ain't gonna make it home
Words were said as a crowd gathered around
and the men took to fighting as the sun went down
Bobby lie there in a pool of blood
He said, Oh my God, what have I done?
Tell me what a poor boy is supposed to do
when there's no one to cry when his life is through?
Bobby closed his eyes for the last time
and little Suzilee, she kept on crying
These girls don't mean no harm -
It's just what they do
You'll find yourself torn apart
By the time they're through
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Your Dress
05:09
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I've still got your dress that you left on my floor
I guess that it means that you don't want it anymore
Still there's a trace of your perfume in my room
I guess it's just another thing that you'll be leaving too
I fell out of love with you on my way back home (I fell out of love, I'm out of love)
I saw your brother at the bar the other night
I said some choice words and we got in a fight
Doesn't matter that much to me though I wear his black eye
Doesn't matter that much to me because you took all my pride
I fell out of love with you on my way back home (I fell out of love, I'm out of love)
I went to a garden party Saturday night
I saw your mother she said that you're "doing just fine"
It was rather awkward I did not know just what to say
Still, I'm glad it wasn't your father
He never liked me anyway
I fell out of love with you on my way back home (I fell out of love, I'm out of love)
I was pretty loaded on too much wine
I was piss-drunk but I was "doing just fine"
And then I thought of you and the morning came
I woke outside in the pouring rain
I fell out of love with you on my way back home (I fell out of love, I'm out of love)
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St. Petersburg
03:46
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We made ready and said our goodbyes
We thought we'd be back in three month's time
We stole out like thieves in the night
I told my commanding officer
That I was having my reserves
He reminded me soldiers are not paid to think
I laced up my boots and fell back in line
We made St. Petersburg in three day's time
We tried our best but the bridge would not hold
As I l lay on the field dying
I miss my wife and my child
A soldier's life isn't fair but it's mine
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The Last Outlaw
03:30
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I've packed up my meat with the salt of the earth
and made up my mind I won't ever be certain.
I'm never myself unless I've been hurting.
It's about time it was me that was just passing by.
Please bury me deep when it's my turn to die,
because the stars shine brightest in the cold Wyoming sky.
Take me to Cheyenne or up to Laramie.
Take me any place where the horses run free.
The collared brigade will be on to me soon;
they've been chasing me west since I took off in June.
I won't be on that train when it rolls up at noon.
When fear runs free in the home of the brave,
I'll make my peace and hope you forgave.
You'll have your hand on your book and a foot in the grave.
With a pack for my head and a blanket of steam,
I'm running away from America's dream.
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Leaving
04:11
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I heard you got yourself a new man
The tall, dark, handsome type
I hear he's a spoiled rich kid
Probably no good in a fight
I hope he will remember
It wasn't long ago you were mine
And yeah, I know it's over
You were clear about that from the start
But now you're calling me over
Saying something's the matter with your heart
You say you're leaving tomorrow
It just so happens I'm leaving tonight
You say this could be the last time I see you
Consider this my goodbye
My bags are packed, I'm leaving
This time I'm gone for sure
But you ask me please to call you
You won't be hearing from me anymore
You say you're leaving tomorrow
It's a shame but I'm leaving tonight
You say this could be the last time I see you
I sure hope that you're right
I sure hope that you're right
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AMERICAN ROCK AND ROLL
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