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Loudon Wainwright III
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The Deal
Lyricist:Charlie Poole, Norman Woodlieff
I've been all around this whole wide world Down to Memphis, Tennessee Any old place I hang my hat It looks like home to me
I left my little girl crying Standing in the door Throwed her arms around my neck Saying, 'Honey, don't you go'
Don't let your deal go down Don't let your deal go down Don't let your deal go down 'Til your last gold dollar is gone
Where did you get those high top shoes? That dress you wear so fine? Got my shoes from a railroad man And my dress from a driver in the mine
Don't let your deal go down Don't let your deal go down Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Don't let your deal go down 'Til your last gold dollar is gone
Who's gonna shoe your pretty little feet? Who's gonna glove your hand? Who's gonna kiss your sweet little lips? Who's gonna be your man?
Papa may shoe my pretty little feet Mama can glove my hand But no one can kiss my sweet little lips 'Till you come back again
Don't let your deal go down Don't let your deal go down Don't let your deal go down 'Til your last gold dollar is gone
I've been around this whole wide world I've been down to Memphis, Tennessee Any old place I hang my hat That looks like home to me
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