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Country Girl

In a redneck´s house
I watched my back
and prayed to God
I was to be fine

They should be rich
and now it´s my fault
The money isn´t hers
So she cries

She called me weed
just like in the Book
So don´t give her a gun
I was convicted to death

I managed to escape
suspecting that
she would have shot me
point-blank

The glare in her eyes
was self evident

O man,
we could´ve made friends
tomorrow never knows
still I wave goodbye

A famous guy
once praised the lord
and asked Him
"have mercy on them"

This girl is just fine
I agree with him
no more words for now
maybe I am a mad guy

What if I am wrong
and regret for good
what will I do
rather than cry

Maybe I am a mad guy
but don´t get me wrong
tearing up money
is no business of mine

Johnny.

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