David Allan Coe – Atlanta Song (Guitar)

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I met her in Atlanta

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She was a-dancing in a cafe

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With a price tag on her body

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And a tombstone in her eye

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You could tell she was not happy

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By the way she kept on staring

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Past the other side of nowhere

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At a man she'd like to try.

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And the make-up she had painted

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Of her body

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With my right hand in my pocket

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While she showed us

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Everything the law allowed.

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Twenty bucks an hour later

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My one-bedroom apartment

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I was feelin? weak

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From all the seeds I'd sown

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As she introduced my body

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To some pleasures

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When I woke up in the morning

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Like a kitten

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With her face turned to the sun

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On her lips that made me wonder

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If she ever felt ashamed

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Of what we'd done.

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So I left her in Atlanta

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She was a-dancing in cafe

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With a price tag on her body

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And a tomestone in her eye

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And I guess she still ain't happy

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By the way she keeps on staring

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Past the other side of nowhere.