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By Mel Tillis, Now life is filled with ups and downs and we
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By Mel Tillis, Do you remember me lonely girl in your guilty memory
My
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By Mel Tillis, Don't know what I'm gonna do since my baby said
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By Mel Tillis, My name's in the paper where I took the boy
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By Mel Tillis, Oh Mary don't you weep for me oh Mary just
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By Mel Tillis, Everywhere there's a memory mem'ries made this house
The chairs and
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By Mel Tillis, Well I hope the friend you've thrown yourself with
Gets drunk
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By Mel Tillis, Missing you can't help but wish that you were in
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By Mel Tillis, MR.. DROPOUT
(Mel Tillis)
« © '66 Cedarwood Publishing »
Well I dropout
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By Mel Tillis, He was a man and a friend always he stuck
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By Mel Tillis, You are my special angel sent from up above
The Lord
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By Mel Tillis, She's a rose where roses never grow
Behind the swinging doors
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By Mel Tillis, Now and then an old friend tries to help me
By
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By Mel Tillis, Take that night train to Memphis take that night train
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By Mel Tillis, Honey bee loves the honey chickadee loves the sky
Everybody loves
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By Mel Tillis, Normally Norma's kissing me just about this time every morning
With
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By Mel Tillis, I always called her old faithful she was always there
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By Mel Tillis, The old gang's gone I'm the only one that's left
And
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By Mel Tillis, (Lord they're on their way on their way)
Saw a man
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By Mel Tillis, See that house across the street from this barroom, bottle
The
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By Mel Tillis, I wonder what the power is that you hold over
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By Mel Tillis, You were mine for just a while now you're puttin'
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By Mel Tillis, You tell me pretendin' that it's only a game
Say that
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By Mel Tillis, All your poison love has stained the life blood in
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By Mel Tillis, You've painted up your lips and rolled, and curled your
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By Mel Tillis, Well, once I was a slave at the sawmill
Talk about
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By Mel Tillis, Pour me hard liquor over soft music at a table
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By Mel Tillis, Grab you stuff and let's go;
it's Saturday night,
time to bowl!
Put
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By Mel Tillis, I've been a lot of places and I've seen a
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By Mel Tillis, Well I was born in a tumbled down shack one