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Well my mama told me : son you better wacth out All those nasty woman gonna rip you dime for dime But i got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue Left my mama and papa's nest I got the fever rambling my bones Papa said : my boy, take my Johnny Cash vinyls and go Well i got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue Strollin' down the highway with uncle sam roaring : rebel kid get your ass home Your ass belongs to me Leave your Johnny Cash songs and get home But i got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue
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