Lucero – Last Night In Town (Guitar)

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Bloody knuckles and a broken nose

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oh, that's why I never left home

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I've fought in bars and I've fought in the streets

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four more years of fighting'til they're done with me

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leave it 'til tomorrow 'til you say good bye

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aint in the mood to watch no one cry

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tonight its whiskey, so buy another round

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drink it up boys its my last night in town

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momma I aint you're only son

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aint no favorites here, its just how its done

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drink it up boys its my last night in town

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its too late to turn back now, oh

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in the morning' its the wide open road

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take it far enough it'll bring you back home

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she said "I watched them carry you to the back

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couldn't say good by to you like that"

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I can always say, "I'm sorry i's drunk"

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so many times 'til it doesn't mean much

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when I get home the first rounds on me

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raise up that glass - good bye Tennessee

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momma I aint you're only son

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aint no favorites here, its just how its done

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drink it up boys its my last night in town

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its too late to turn back now, oh

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I can always say, "I'm sorry i's drunk"

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so many times 'til it doesn't mean much

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when I get home the first rounds on me

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drink it up boys - good bye Tennessee

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momma I aint you're only son

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aint no favorites here, its just how its done

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drink it up boys its my last night in town

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its too late to turn back now, oh