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i'm sorry babe, i was trying to leave the black dog home, oh i'm sorry baby, i was tryin' to leave the black dog home, well i'm sorry baby, i was tryin' to leave the black dog home, but he followed me to your house, and he carried his old chew bone, i gotta a 57 ford babe, painted fireball roberts white and red, gotta a 57 ford baby, painted fireball roberts white and red, gotta a 57 ford baby, painted fireball roberts white and red, i haven't run my last race darlin', but i sometimes wish i did, don't feel sorry for our love baby, we stuck it right down in the turn, don't feel sorry for our love babe, nah, we stuck it right down in the turn, don't feel sorry for our love baby, nah we stuck it right down in the turn, and it's not everyday you can walk away, with just these few memories to burn, no, it's not everyday you can walk away, with just these few memories to burn

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Artist: hiatt, john