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Lyrics:
(Sam Hoginmark D. Sanders)
i Dressed Up In My Best my Ropers And My Vest and Waited By The Door With These Roses till You Came Walkin In with Your High Falutin Friends so Busy Lookin Down Your Noses now Here You Are Ignorin Me girl I Might As Well Be
walkin To Jerusalem marchin With Methuselah readin Signs In Arabic ravin Like A Lunatic by The Time You Tell Me Im The One ill Be Stickin Out My Thumb and Walkin To Jerusalem
you Wore Your Boots Last Night you Kissed Me And Held Me Tight you Said Youd Always Be My Cowgirl but Tonight Youre Hangin Out with That Christian Dior Crowd so Where Does That Leave Me Now Girl youre As Cold As Polar Regions i Oughta Join The French Foreign Legion And Go
walkin To Jerusalem marchin With Methuselah readin Signs In Arabic ravin Like A Lunatic by The Time You Tell Me Im The One ill Be Stickin Out My Thumb and Walkin To Jerusalem
i Can See Me In A Long Robe studyin The Book Of Job And
walkin To Jerusalem marchin With Methuselah readin Signs In Arabic and Ravin Like A Lunatic by The Time You Tell Me Im The One ill Be Stickin Out My Thumb and Walkin by The Time You Tell Me Im The One ill Be Stickin Out My Thumb and Walkin To Jerusalem and Walkin To Jerusalem and Walkin To Jerusalem
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