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Gin, Smoke, Lies - Turnpike Troubadours
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Gin, Smoke, Lies Turnpike Troubadours

Gin, Smoke, Lies - Turnpike Troubadours
[Verse 1]
Well in the early autumn wind
A lonely dove is flyin'
Mournin' for his one true love
He can't be blamed for cryin'
He can't be blamed for cryin'

[Verse 2]
Well the rooster, he got twenty gals
Well he's happy as a lark
Well he wake 'em in the mornin' time
Put 'em all to bed at dark
Put 'em all to bed at dark

[Chorus]
Well if you've been true
Well if you've been true
You'd better look me in the eyes
'Cause all I smell is cheap perfume
And gin... and smoke... and lies

[Verse 3]
Well where were you last Saturday
All dressed up so pretty?
With your blue-eyed ballroom boy
In Oklahoma City
In Oklahoma City
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