There he goes
gone again
same ol` storys gotta come to an end
loving him was a one way street
but i`m gettin off where the crossroads meet
Quarter moon in a ten-cent town
time for me to lay my heartcahes down
saturday night, i`m gonna make myself a name.
take a moth of sundays to try and explain,
Chorus: its gonna be easy to fill the ehart of a thirsty woman
harder to kill the ghost of a no-good man
i`ll be ridin high in a fandangled sky
it`s gonna be easy from now on
raw as the wind
clean as bone
soft to the touch when he takes me home
when the morning comes ad it`s time for me to leave...
domt worry bout me cos I got a wils card up my sleeve
(Repeat chorus)
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