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Ain't got time to shoot the breeze Got no time to blow Excuse me, mister, if you please I gotta go Born one morn on the day of the dead In a bombed out bungalow My mama kissed me on my cheek and said 'I gotta go' I gotta go somewhere I gotta go Wastin' time standin' here I gotta go They put me in an orphanage West of Tupelo I told 'em when I burnt that bridge I gotta go Stole a car, got a gun Robbed a hidey ho I left Memphis on the run I gotta go I gotta go somewhere I gotta go Wastin' time standin' here I gotta go
Five card stud, deuces wild Three kings in a row I turned that diamond deuce and smiled I gotta go They tracked me down, took my take Brother, don't you know? I told them boys, 'There's some mistake I gotta go' I gotta go somewhere I gotta go Wastin' time standin' here I gotta go Cold steel up against my head They turned the lights down low In case you didn't hear, I said ''I gotta go' 'These are your very last words, sir Say 'em nice and slow' My last words on this planet were I gotta go somewhere I gotta go Wastin' time standin' here I gotta go I gotta go somewhere I gotta go Wastin' time standin' here I gotta go
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