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David Lee Murphy |
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Gettin Out The Good Stuff |
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100 Years Too Late |
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(David lee murphy/dobie gray) |
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When the sun is dawnin' and he's just gettin' up |
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Starin' out over the mornin' through the steam off his coffee cup |
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He thinks about a woman whose love he still holds dear |
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A sweetheart he kept hangin' on for way too many years |
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It could've been so different with a family and a wife |
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But he was crossed between his feelings and that oklahoma sky |
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Another time and in another place |
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He might have rode with jesse james |
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And though he rides he can't out run his fate |
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'Cause he was born 100 years too late |
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It's hard to imagine another world out there |
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As he alys beside a campfire up in only god knows where |
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But he feels the day approachin' when the kind of life he's known |
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Will only be in stories and sung about in songs |
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Another time and in another place |
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He might have rode with jesse james |
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And though he rides he can't out run his fate |
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'Cause he was born 100 years too late |
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And he wouldn't trade one sleepless night beneath the pourin' rain |
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If he had it all to do over again he wouldn't change a thing |
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Another time and in another place |
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He might have rode with jesse james |
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And though he rides he can't out run his fate |
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'Cause he was born 100 years too late |