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You watched her pack her bags
She would soon be on her way
Following some rich kid to L.A.

Auburn hair was flowing
Wrapped down past her knees
You watched her turn her back on Tennessee

(Verse)
Good as gold, that's how I'll remember you
And those eyes are delta blue
Good for you, turn your back on Tennessee
You know what you gotta do

Heaven knows if it's wrong or if it's right
She is living that fool's life
Here I stand, if I wasn't so afraid
I would chase her down tonight

She called him one night crying
From some bungalow
At a crowded party, all alone
She said I'm the great pretender
Drifting through the days
Painting blank expressions on my face

(Verse)

I've never been the wild kind
Some kind of flaw in my design
I couldn't cross the county line

(Verse)

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