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I am an old woman
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Named after my mother
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My old man is another
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Child who's grown old
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If dreams were lightning
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And thunder were desire
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This old house would've burned down
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A long time ago
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Make me an angel
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That flies from Montgomery
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Make me a poster
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Of an old rodeo
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Just give me one thing
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That I can hold on to
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To believe in this livin'
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Is just a hard way to go
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When I was a young girl
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Well, I had me a cowboy
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He weren't much to look at
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Just a free ramblin' man
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But that was a long time
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And no matter how I tried
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The years just flowed by
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Like a broken down dam
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Make me an angel
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That flies from Montgomery
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Make me a poster
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Of an old rodeo
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Just give me one thing
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That I can hold on to
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To believe in this livin'
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Is just a hard way to go
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There's flies in the kitchen
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I can hear 'em there buzzin'
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And I ain't done nothing
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Since I woke up today
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How the hell can a person
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Go to work in the morning
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Then come home in the evening
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And have nothing to say?
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Make me an angel
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That flies from Montgomery
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Make me a poster
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Of an old rodeo
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Just give me one thing
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That I can hold on to
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To believe in this livin'
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Is just a hard way to go
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To believe in this livin'
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Is just a hard way to go
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