歌词
I'm just here to get that money
Just this favor and it ain't for me honey
So get your man, we'll make this quick
Lord, I see you ain't feeling too slick
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You said he'd be back 'bout an hour ago
Oh, you look so bad
I can't hang here no more
Feel that breeze by that back door
Lord, this house is a killing floor
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Oh, he swung that bat right at my head
Just one more inch and I'd be dead
So I put him down, then I turned to you
Now I'm looking down the hole of an old .32
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My whole life passed before my eyes
Just one look at your dark surprise
Oh, you look so sick
When you pulled that trigger
Lord, I swear I'll walk if I hear that click
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Yeah, I walked away and I never looked back
Just desperate souls in a broke down shack
So I walked one mile in my own shoes
Now you know I've got
Oh, I've got these .32 blues