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Running my mouth Like a cotton mill spinningYour feet stood stillBut your heart wasn't in itThe oil rush might not beRushing next yearIn a few months baby wellI'll move you down hereEarly in the morningTook the Santa Fe trainWith some worn out shoesAnd a leather suitcase
-Chorus-And I'll love you in the morningNeed you in the eveningThink about you every night and dayWhen I get the moneyWe'll hit the ground runningI got a feeling that our luck's Going to changeMy sweet Loraine
Told you money would be rainingFrom the skyBut the sun got cold and the Money just diedI'll be leaving California real soonBaby I'm a coming home to youRead in the paper Uncle Sam needs meSo I took a deep breath andI joined the armyServed a tour or two in Europe one dayWith a wife and a kidAnd another on the way
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Discharged early I'll be home in a weekWe'll take those government checksAnd we'll put 'em in the bankTen years later bought an 80 acre spreadAnd a truck full of seed andWe tilled the landI was dreaming of the rainAnd the shineBut the dust bowl cameAnd it robbed us blind
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Cause there's something you need to knowThat I'm haunted by the ghostAnd the ones you love the bestAre the ones you hurt the mostI took a policy out on my lifeWell I heard it come in handyOne day when I diedSixty five grand should beComing in your nameWell I'm sorry for the painBut it's easier this wayMy sweet Lorraine
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