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You can't buy me, baby, with your silver You can't buy me, baby, with your gold And I don't care if your daddy's rich and famous I ain't never, never, ever comin' home
You can't buy me, baby, with your silver You can't buy me, baby, with your gold And I don't care if your daddy's rich and famous I ain't never, never, ever comin' home
As long as I got my guitar in my hand As long as my pretty lady's right by my side I don't want your Cadillac comin' 'round my door There's plenty of fast freight trains I'd rather ride
You can't buy me, baby, with your silver You can't buy me, baby, with your gold And I don't care if your daddy's rich and famous I ain't never, never, ever comin' home
If my parents ask ya where I'm goin' Say that I come out here to the West Country And if you get worried and think I need your high-tone advice Well, listen to me, please, don't talk to me
You can't buy me, baby, with your silver (You can't buy me, baby, with your silver) You can't buy me, baby, with your gold (You can't buy me, baby, with your gold) And I don't care if your daddy's rich and famous I ain't never, never, ever comin' home (I ain't never comin' home) I ain't never, never, ever comin' home
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