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(# 171 top pop album)

Rick Roberts - guitar
Al Perkins - guitar/steel
Kenny Wertz - guitar/banjo
Chris Hillman - bass/mandolin
Michael Clarke - drums
Byron Berline - fiddle
Roger Bush - guitar/bass
Earl Ball, Spooner Oldham - piano
© Irving Music, BMI
She's a devil in disguise
You can see it in her eyes
She's telling dirty lies
She's a devil in disguise in disguise
Now a woman like that all she does is hate you
She doesn't know what makes a man a man
She'll talk about the time that she's been with you
She'll speak your name to everyone she can
She's a devil in disguise...
Unhappiness has been her close companion
Her world is full of jealousy and doubt
It gets her off to see a person crying
She's just the kind that you can't do without
She's a devil in disguise...
Her number always turns up in your pocket
Whenever you are looking for a dime
It's all right to call her but I'll bet you
The moon is full and you're just wasting time
She's a devil in disguise...
In disguise in disguise
In disguise in disguise
In disguise
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© New Keys Music, BMI
Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh rolling down the Eastern seaboard
I got my diesel wound up and she's a running like never before
There's a speed zone ahead alright but I don't see a cop in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
I got ten forward gears and a George Overdrive
I'm takin' little white pills and my eyes are opened wide
I just passed a Jimmy and White I been passing everything in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye
I could have a lotta women but I'm not like some other guys
I could find me one to hold me tight but I could never make believe it's alright
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
The FBI is checkin' on down the line
Well I'm a little overweight but my log books way behind
But nothing bothers me tonight I'm gonna dodge all the scales alright
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
My rigs a little old but that don't mean she's slow
There's a good flame blowing from her smoke stack black as coal
Well my home town's coming in sight and if you think I'm happy you're right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
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© Irving Music, BMI
A letter came today from the draft board
With trembling hands I read the questionnaire
It asked me questions about my mama and papa
Now that ain't what I call exactly fair
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver might be just my kind of town
Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
A sad old soldier once told me a story
About a battlefield that he was on
He said a man should never fight for glory
He must know what is right and what is wrong
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver might be just my kind of town
Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
Now, I don't know how much I owe my uncle
But I suspect it's more than I can pay
He's asking me to sign a three-year contract
I guess I'll catch the first bus out today
So I'm heading for the nearest foreign border
Vancouver might be just my kind of town
Cause they don't need the kind of law and order
That tends to keep a good man underground
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© Fort Knox Music, BMI
[ instrumental ]
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© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
Well I've been all around this whole wide world
I've been down to sunny Alabam'
And my mama she done told me son
Never let your deal go down
Oh honey don't let your deal go down
Never let your deal go down
Oh honey don't let your deal go down
Till your last gold dollar's gone
Well last time I seen that gal of mine
She was standing in the door
She said honey I'll be a long time gone
You'll never see your gal no more
Oh honey don't let your deal go down
Never let your deal go down
Oh honey don't let your deal go down
Till your last gold dollar's gone
Well I'm going down these railroad tracks
I'm gonna take my rocking chair
If these doggone blues don't leave my mind
I'm gonna run away from here
Oh honey don't let your deal go down
Never let your deal go down
Oh honey don't let your deal hang down
'Til your last gold dollar's gone
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© MCA Music, ASCAP
Look a yonder comin' comin' down that railroad track
Hey look a-yonder comin' comin' down that railroad track
It's the Orange Blossom Special bringin' my baby back
Well I'm going down to Florida and get some sand in my shoes
Or maybe Californy and get some sand in my shoes
I'll ride that Orange Blossom Special and lose these New York blues
Say man when you going back to Florida
When am I goin' back to Florida
I don't know don't reckon I ever will
Ain't you worried about getting your nourishment in New York
Well I don't care if I do-die-do-die-do-die-do-die"
Hey talk about a ramblin' she's the fastest train on the line
Talk about a travelin' she's the fastest train on the line
It's that Orange Blossom Special rollin' down the seaboard line
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© East Memphis Music, BMI
Oh the desert couldn't hold all the love that I have in my heart for you
If I could spread it out across the sea you know my love is coming on up
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
If the cooks in the kitchen had a touch as hot as yours they wouldn't need a fire
Ain't no word I can say just will describe your fine looks and your loving desire
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
If the bees only knew how sweet your love was they would pack up their honeycomb
If the birds ever heard how sweet your voice was they would pack up their song
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
You know the desert couldn't hold all the love that I have in my heart for you
If I could spread it across the sea you know my love is coming on up
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
Ain't that a lot of love for two hearts to have and hold
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© Irving Music, BMI
There's a place everyone of us can go to
Maybe you have been there once or twice
Where all your friends just look at you and whisper
And they want to give you nothing but advice
When you walk in they all know what you're after
And the higher that you get the more they'll see
In a dark room filled with music wine and laughter
Your eyes keep searching for her constantly
Is it that one in the corner with her eyes filled with tears
Or is she the one who's having fun drinking too much beer
Every night it's the same sad old procedure
The doorman winks at you on your way out
'Cause deep inside he knows you'll be returning
And he's got something you can't live without
There's nothing new that can be said about dirt
And there's nothing left inside your heart but the same old hurt
Of an old love's fancy life has left you stranded in a dream
Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen
Ain't you glad you're a high fashion queen
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© Cotillion Music, BMI
There you sit all by yourself
Everybody's dancin'
They can't help themselves
The beat is much to strong
I can't hold on much long
So get on up
Baby you've got to feel it feel it
You better get on up and get the groove
You know what baby
I like the way you move
When you do the thing
Like you ought to be all right
So don't fight it
Baby you've got to feel it feel it
They way you jerk the way you do the twine
Too much baby
I'd like to make you mine
And on that day
I'm gonna take you home
So get on up
Baby you've got to feel it feel it
Don't fight
Baby you've got to feel it feel it
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© Irving Music, BMI
Yes you loved me and you sold my clothes
I love you but that's the way that it goes
So it goes yes you know how I feel
So it goes it just couldn't be real
And we know it's wrong
And I don't think it's gonna go on
When I come home carrying my shoes
I've been waiting to tell you some news
And you want me home all night
And you don't want another fight
But you better love find some love
You better love me Jesus Christ
Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes
I love you baby but that's the way that it goes
So it goes I guess you know how I feel
So it goes yes it couldn't be real
And you want me home all night
You just don't want another fight
But you better love find some love
Love me baby Jesus Christ
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© Screen Gems Music, BMI
I love you darling but you don't love me
Might as well face it and set you free
I've been playing a losing game
In spite of this I'm not ashamed
I gave you my love and I have no regrets
I'm true to you baby with love and respect
I stood by you when no one else would
And I gave you everything I possibly could
I'm sitting here with my hopes so high
Never been a day pass when I didn't cry
People are talking all over town
Keep telling me that I should put you down
From your lips sweet honey pours
That is where all my love goes
I shouldn't have put my hopes so high
Never been a day when I didn't cry
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