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Dusty Springfield Dusty In Memphis Natchez Trace (neil goldberg / gil slavin) Oh, ho He rode into virginia Rollin' thunder, ridin' high I was servin' table Waitin' for that ride My arms around his body Well, we rode a thousand miles He taught me how to love He taught me how to fly, oh, ho, my Hungry together Racin' the weather Into the natchez trace Warmin' and feedin' him All the way to cumberland, oh, ho, yes And i had his child in memphis And we watched him ride away And now you know what a girl like me Is doin' here today I'm sorry mister, you can't stay Hungry together Racin' the weather Into the natchez trace Warmin' and feedin' him All the way to cumberland, oh, ho, yes And when the piper gets to play Somebody's got to pay And now you know what a girl like me Is doin' here today Oh, i'm sorry mister, you can't stay I'm sorry mister, you can't stay Hungry together Racin' the weather Into the natchez trace Warmin' and feedin' him All the way to cumberland, oh When the piper gets to play Somebody's got to pay And now you know what a girl like me Is doin' here today Oh, i'm sorry mister, you can't stay I'm sorry mister, you can't stay, oh, ho, ho, ho Sorry mister, you can't stay Sorry mister, you can't stay, no Sorry mister, you can't stay, oh, ho, ho, ho Sorry mister, you can't stay Sorry mister, you can't stay, no Sorry mister, you can't stay, oh Sorry mister, sorry mister |
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