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By Waylon Jennings, Slippin' and a-slidin', playin' Dominoes
Leftin' and a-rightin' ain't a crime,
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By Waylon Jennings, Jack-a-diamonds
Jack-a-diamonds
Take to my money
You can have my life of luxury
You
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By Waylon Jennings, On a greyhound bus
Lord, I'm travelin' this morning
I'm goin' to
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By Waylon Jennings, Well, I woke up this mornin' it was drizzlin' rain
Around
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By Waylon Jennings, In the white room with black curtains in the station
Black
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By Waylon Jennings, When I left Tulsa Jamie was an innocent young lady
God
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By Waylon Jennings, Today there's no salvation band's packed up and gone
I'm left
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By Waylon Jennings, I've got a couple more years on you babe and
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By Waylon Jennings, A long time forgotten the dreams that just fell by
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By Waylon Jennings, I don't look the way the average cowboy singer looks
I'll
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By Waylon Jennings, As i watched the tail lights disappear
Suddenly it got real
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By Waylon Jennings, Down the road a ways I've heard said
A new day's
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By Waylon Jennings, Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck
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By Waylon Jennings, Isn?t there anyone
Who?ll take me like I am?
Someone who?s willing
To
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By Waylon Jennings, I've held it all inward, God knows, I've tried
But it's
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By Waylon Jennings, Some have said down through history
If you last, it's a
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By Waylon Jennings, Anita come closer, stop crying and listen to me
I guess
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By Waylon Jennings, I've had to burn most every bridge I've crossed
It seems
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By Waylon Jennings, Don't sing them songs about the open road
I've lost too
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By Waylon Jennings, Lord it's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar
Where do
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By Waylon Jennings, Ran my Chevy through the car wash
Threw the beers cans
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By Waylon Jennings, You get a pen and I'll get a paper
We're gonna
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By Waylon Jennings, Baby, don?t be looking in my mind
You might not like
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By Waylon Jennings, I was a child and she was a child
Yet our
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By Waylon Jennings, A vagabond dreamer, a rhymer and singer of songs
Singing to
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By Waylon Jennings, Stranded here in Dallas cold and hungry I ain't got
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By Waylon Jennings, Billy we've come along way together
And through it all you've
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By Waylon Jennings, I'm gonna write a letter, gonna mail it today
Just as
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By Waylon Jennings, Way down in Virginia
Amongst the tall grown sugar canes
Lived a
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By Waylon Jennings, Well the honky-tonks in Texas were my natural second home
Where