If I drove a truckAnd I were a waitressAnd I
Her lips and her dress, their both ruby redShe thinks
I wish I knew what's on your mindEvery time you
Lord, Mary took to running with a travelin' manLeft her
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When the sun goes downOn my side of townThat lonesome
My hat don't hang on the same nail too longMy
I got a postcard from someone I met in SalvatoreHe
Well, it's been something seein' you againAnd in this time
Well the train to Grinders
witch is running right on time
And
To dance all night the break of dayWith a caller
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