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By Molly Hatchet, A RED HOT FANCY DANCER
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By Molly Hatchet, Crawlin through the swamps and you here me moan
Stalkin after
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By Molly Hatchet, Rolling down this highway, for years it seems
Trying to chase
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By Molly Hatchet, Cut my teeth in kentucky, dynamitin' coal,
Turned sixteen on a
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By Molly Hatchet, Don't come at me with your stand, fight or die
Are
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By Molly Hatchet, I've got this feelin' inside me babe
Got my eyes on
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By Molly Hatchet, Ridin that night and the the moon is high
Gotta hell
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By Molly Hatchet, Well here comes the story baby that I want you
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By Molly Hatchet, Now if I were a bricklayer, I wouldn't build just
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By Molly Hatchet, Poison pen can there be no end,
The words on the
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By Molly Hatchet, What you gona do
When you're feelin' blue
You think you're lookin'
At
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By Molly Hatchet, Well, I remember when I met you baby
Back a long
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By Molly Hatchet, Brothers riding to the wall from all across the land
The
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By Molly Hatchet, Up from the burning depths midnight air is stale
With steaming
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By Molly Hatchet, Well, I pulled out of canyon county
Great cradle of the
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By Molly Hatchet, Met an old man on the street,
A dirty hat laying
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By Molly Hatchet, Don't do no drugs
Ain't got the time
I keep it straight
But
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By Molly Hatchet, Making my way across dixie, eighteen sixty-five;
I walked all the
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By Molly Hatchet, Instrumental
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By Molly Hatchet, Is this how it ends? We're strangers again
It's over but
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By Molly Hatchet, Oh baby
I got to tell you something
Your lies and your
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By Molly Hatchet, It was the devil's reign that called him
As he was
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By Molly Hatchet, Oh take me home, baby
Man that dixie music makes
Move your
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By Molly Hatchet, T for Texas T for Tennessee (repeat) T for Thelma
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By Molly Hatchet, Was drivin' in my car long about saturday night,
I met
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By Molly Hatchet, Seven seas seven skies
Lightning strikes and brave men die
Tatanka great,
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By Molly Hatchet, One hundred eighty texans fought four thousand comin' strong
Fought to
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By Molly Hatchet, Out all night, till the break of dawn,
Once again you
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By Molly Hatchet, Oh, listen to my story:
Life is getting stranger baby.
As we
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By Molly Hatchet, The Harp Jam
Danny Joe