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Honky Tonk

Your honky tonk don't cut it no more all this misery you put me through your whiskey breath, your cheatin ways a cowboy gone astray, too many chances & still you don't see so get ya boots on honey & be sure to close the door lovin you is over your bad boy days & wicked ways don't win me you wear the devils grin, full of evil sin what used to be a man, now stands before me a drunken fool full of sorrow your all washed up your stumblin words can't save you now so turn up the juke box baby this love has played it's last tune...

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Date: 1/10/2013 10:50:00 AM
"This love has played it's last tune" That's a beauty of a line... :o)
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Date: 1/4/2013 7:07:00 AM
LOVE THE RHYME HERE COOL INTROSPECTIVE XX DAVIDSCOTT
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