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Honky Tonk Tennessee

I told myself I'd do good to forget you and that would take a little time
But I can't brake free from the grip of your memory unless I'm in a bottle of wine
Those big city lights must have you blinded cause I guess you can't see
While your up there living, I'm down here dieing in Honky Tonk Tennessee

You ever have a mind to drop me a line
Saying you'll come home to me
I get my mail in a living hell
In Honky Tonk Tennessee

Heard you're happy up in New York City heard you've been doing well
But it's plain to see you never think about me at least in a way I could tell
Those big city lights must have you blinded cause I guess you can't see
While your up there living, I'm down here dieing in Honky Tonk Tennessee

You ever have a mind to drop me a line
Saying you'll come home to me
I get my mail in a living hell
In Honky Tonk Tennessee

If you need to send me a postcard honey
You'll know where I'll be
Stoned to the bone and all alone
In Honky Tonk Tennessee

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