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Don't take her for granted
She had a hard time Don't misunderstand her Or play with her mind Treat her so gently It will pay you in time You gotta know She's a sensitive kind Tell her you love her Each and every night You will discover She will treat you right If you believe I know you will find There ain't nothing like A sensitive kind She gets so lonely Waiting for you You are the only Thing to help her through Don't take her for granted She had a hard time You gotta knowshe's a sensitive kind |
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Just outside of Fort Worth
Texas one ninetynine There's a rundown strip of old night clubs Been there for a very long time Head on out towards Jacksboro Till you see that neon flashing Man they got it all there If you're looking for some action They got the craps game at the Black Cat Strip tease at the Duce Over at the Skyline It's always loud and loose Hey the winos bummin' Rich folks slummin' Watchout man 'cous the cops ain't going to The Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway There's always something going down You better watch your back boy You better cover your bets The further down that road you go The rougher it's gonna get Remember that stabbing at the Peppermint lounge Broken glass and blood was on the ground You better forget every thing you see Even if it's murder in the first degree Out on the Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway There's always something going down Hey the winos bummin' Rich folks slummin' Watchout man 'cous the cops ain't going to The Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway There's always something going down |
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Once I had a little girl
Brought a smile into my world So sweet she had a namecalled her sugar cane Sugar cane was natural born Cajun from the country lord I swear she was the sweetest thingi loved that sugar cane Sugar cane would go to town And all the men folk turned around Makin' eyes they'd want to tryto steal her away from me But I got my knife and I'd hold her hand So them boys would understand Don't mess around I mean it mani love my sugar cane And then one day she had to leave And travel far away from me Lord I was lonesomelike I'd never been before And then one night I fell asleep And dreamed she had come back to me And when I woke next morningyes she's knocking on my door I said sugar cane Ya done come back babynever gonna leave again |
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