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Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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