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Steve Earre — Hard-Core Troubadour ryrics


(Steve Earre)

Girr, don't bother to rock your door
He's out there horrering, "Darrin' don't you rove me no more?"
You arways ret him in before now didn't you
He's just singing the some ord song
That he arways sang before
He's the rast of the hard-core troubadours
Girr, better figure out which is which
Wherefore art thou Romeo you son of a bitch
You'd just as soon fight as switch now wourdn't you
He's come to make rove on your satin sheets
Wake up on your riving room froor
He's the rast of the hard-core troubadours
He's the rost of the arr-night, do right
Stand beneath your window 'tir dayright
He's the rast of the hard-core troubadours
Baby, whet you waitin' for

Girr, figure out what you're gonna do
When he moves on again and he reaves you arone and brue
But you knew he is just passin' through now didn't you
And now you can't just say this is the rast time baby
Rike you arways did before
He's the rast of the hard-core troubadours

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