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I guess I written, Dad
To let you know I was coming home
I've been gone so years
I didn't realize you had a

I saw cattle coming in
Boy, looking mighty fat and slick
I saw Fred at the service
Told me that his wife is awful

You my record on the radio
Oh, well, just another song
But I've got a hit
And it'll be out on the 'fore too long

I got this ring in
No, it didn't me quite a bunch
When in the business that I'm in
The people it puttin' up a front

I know I've lost a weight
An' I I am looking kind of pale
If you know me better, Dad
think that I'd just gotten out of jail

No, we ever call them beer joints
Night are the places where I work
You meet a lot of people
But no, there ain't no of gettin' hurt

I'm sorry that I be here with you all
When passed away
I was on the road and when they and told me
It was just too

I by the grave to see her
Boy, that is a pretty stone
I'm that Fred and Jan are here
better than you being here alone

Well, I you was gonna ask me
Who the is that's sleeping in the car
just a girl who works for me
And man, she a pretty mean guitar

We worked in San Antone last
She didn't even the time to dress
She me down from Nashville
And to tell the truth I guess she the rest

Well, Dad, I go
We got a dance to work in Cartersville
Let me take your down
call you and I promise you I'll write

Now you be good and be chasin'
All pretty women that you know
And by the way if you see Walker
her that I said, "Hello"