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Dim Lights and Sawdust

Got my thumb stuck out for Amarillo I guess any place north of here will do We shared our first kiss down by that willow When she could smile and our love was brand new Now she's a lady, but I'm still the same She likes the bright lights, I still like 'em low And I like sawdust, there's no one to blame I see in her eyes that it's time to go So I'll tip my hat and give her a wink She can keep the pickup, I'll catch a ride No time to worry and no time to think - Just find me some music, let these boots slide Got my thumb stuck out,I'm headed that way Cowgirls like dim lights and sawdust they say 5/7/2017

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