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When the hot September sun down in Texas, |
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sucked the streams bone dry |
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turned to roads to dust |
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In the sleepy little towns down in Texas, |
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The shades are all pulled down; |
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The streets are all rolled up. |
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The only thing that breaks the silence |
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Are the trucks a-passin' by |
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Late at night on the front porch swing |
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You can hear a mournful sigh |
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The lonesome whippoorwill cries to the stars above |
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He was callin' out for his lady love |
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She's been gone so long |
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I was just talkin' to the moon |
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Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over |
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The memory of you |
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Too hard to hold |
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And the wind across the plains |
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Is all that now remains |
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The night shakes loose the names |
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But they never quite go back the way they came |
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So goodbye ,rodeo |
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It's a long, funny way for a man to go |
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never change |
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never change at all |
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I was just talkin' to the moon |
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Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over |
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The memory of you- too hard to hold on |
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I was just talkin' to the moon |
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Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over the memory of you |
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