‘i never had no money
i bought at the second-hand store
the way this old town laughs at me
i just can’t take it no more
i can’t stay
i’m gonna be a lady someday
baby don’t go, pretty baby please don’t go
i love you so, pretty baby please don’t go
when i get to the city
my tears will all be dry
my eyes will look so pretty
no one’s gonna i know i cried
yes i’m going away
maybe i’ll be back someday
baby don’t go, maybe i’ll be back someday
baby don’t go, maybe i’ll be back someday”
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