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| Well Loretta she's a | barroom | girl |
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| Wears them sevens on her | sleeves |
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| Dances like a | diamond | shines |
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| Tells me lies I love to | b'lieve |
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| Her age is always twenty two |
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| Her | laughin' eyes a hazel | hue |
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| Spends my money like | water | falls |
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| Loves me like I want her | to |
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| Loves me like I want her | to |
| Well Loretta won't you say to me |
| Darlin' put your guitar on |
| Have another shot of booze |
| Play a blue and wailin' song |
| My guitar sings a melody |
| My guitar rings "Loretta's fine" |
| Long and lazy, blond and free |
| And I can have her any time |
| I can have her any time |
| Sweetest at the break a day |
| Prettiest in the setting sun |
| She don't cry when I can't stay |
| 'Least not 'til she's all alone |
| Loretta I won't be gone long |
| Leave your dancin' slippers on |
| Keep me on your mind a while |
| I'll be back to make you smile. |
| I'll be back to make you smile |
| I'll be back to make you smile |
| I'll be back... |