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By Guy Clark, I ain't lookin' for trouble
I can't stay here tonight
I got
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By Guy Clark, Hooray for the drinkin' warm red wine
On a day both
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By Guy Clark, Chorus
The only difference between men and boys
Is the
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By Guy Clark, Now, Frankie D. said he got it straight from Roger
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By Guy Clark, I ain't gonna sing no lonesome tune
Ah, babe, I'm a
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By Guy Clark, It's like when you're making conversation
And you're trying not to
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By Guy Clark, Cowboys and Indians and trees he could climb
Tomorrow came too
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By Guy Clark, I was sittin' on the fender of someone else's truck
Drinkin'
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By Guy Clark, I was sittin' on the fender of someone else's truck
Drinkin'
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By Guy Clark, Like Picasso said in 1910
?I'm gonna paint me a mandolin?
Could
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By Guy Clark, Now a Ramblin' Jack Elliot said:
I got these lines
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By Guy Clark, My father had a Randall knife
My mother gave it to
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By Guy Clark, From Palo Duro Canyon outside Amarillo Texas
The prairie dog
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By Guy Clark, She could dance that slow Uvalde
Shuffle to some cowboy hustle
How
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By Guy Clark, Standin' on the gone side of leavin'.
She found a
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By Guy Clark, Standin' on the gone side of leavin'.
She found a
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By Guy Clark, Now love is never gonna be a solid bet
It?s kinda
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By Guy Clark, Kick your shoes off in the corner, mama
Tuck the babies
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By Guy Clark, The south coast of Texas is a thin slice of
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By Guy Clark, I got an ol? blue shirt and it suits me
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By Guy Clark, He singin' what is that sound? What is that noise?
I
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By Guy Clark, Now bein' six years old
I had seen some trains before
So
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By Guy Clark, Well I'm going down to Austin, Texas
I'm going down to
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By Guy Clark, And that old time feelin' goes sneakin' down the hall
Like
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By Guy Clark, And that old time feelin' goes sneakin' down the hall
Like
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By Guy Clark, Here comes Martha runnin' down the pier
looks like Captain Flint
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By Guy Clark, Won't say I love you babe?
Won't say I need you
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By Guy Clark, Too much workin'll make your back ache
Too much trouble'll bring
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By Guy Clark, I threw a rock through your window
Just to let you
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By Guy Clark, The crickets are singin' the bluegills been bitin'
The fireflies are