Let's talk in song...For the love of music...Shall we? (blues, best)
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It was an early morning bar room
and the place just opened up
when the little man
came in so fast
and he started at his cuffs
and the broad who served the whiskey
she was a big ol friendly girl
who tried to fight her empty nights by smiling at the world
and she hey bub it's been a while since you been around
where the hell you been hiding and why you look so down
well the little man just sat there like he never heard a sound,
the waitress she give out with a cough and
acting not the least put off she spoke
once again she said I don't want to bother you consider it understood
I know I'm not no beauty queen but I sure can listen good.
The little man took his drink in his hand and he raised it to his lips
he took a couple of sips and then he told the waitress this story.
He's your oldest and your best friend, if you need him he'll be there again.
He's always willing to be second best, a perfect lodger, a perfect guest.
Beautiful loser, read it on the wall, and realize you just cant have it all.
I've called you so many times today
And I guess it's all true what your girlfriends say
That you don't ever want to see me again
And your brother's gonna kill me and he's six feet ten
I guess you'd call it cowardice
But I'm not prepared to go on like this
The room got awfully quiet and everybody stared. Finally the waiter said, "Should I bring another chair...?"
She said, "No, I was just leaving," but as she walked out the door she said, "Honey, you can have him, I don't want him anymore."
Good as I was to you, is this the thanks I get? Are all the years we shared so easy to forget?
Is this the way it's done? Looking out for number one? Did you think it through?
She sure looks good but she won't ever be, good as I was to you.
Jolene ... Jolene ... Jolene ... Jolene ....
I'm begging of you please don't take my man.
Jolene ... Jolene ... Jolene .... Jolene .....
Please don't take him just because you can.
Your beauty is beyond compare,
With flaming locks of auburn hair.
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green,
Your smile is like a breath of spring.
Your voice is soft like summer rain
And I cannot compete with you, Jolene
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here beside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breaking--it's early morn
Taxi's waiting, he's blowing his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could cry
"Leaving on a Jet Plane"
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