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Brown Paper Bag - Tammy Wynette
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Brown Paper Bag Tammy Wynette

Brown Paper Bag - Tammy Wynette
She cleans off the table
Throws the dishes in the sink
And gently hangs her apron on the floor
In minutes
She's back down at the magazine rack
In the back corner of the corner grocery store

She reads of movie queens in those photo magazines
Then fondles four or five she's gonna buy
Now she's taking her life home in a brown paper bag
To read about who's living her life

He fires up his pickup
He just got off the graveyard
And he trudges down the road home to another
Cause life's so dang dead
In the house where he's been dying
He wonders why the heck he even bothers

So he stops off at a water hole and picks up a pint
The most perfect peace of mind two bucks can buy
Now he's taking his life home in a brown paper bag
Instead of just taking his lie

He's sitting there in his undershirt
Just guzzling down his gin
She'd lied on her satin sheets
Loving her leading men
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