From: snd0@gov.nt.ca (Shaun Dean)

Walk Throught the Bottomland - Lyle Lovett

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A New Jersey lady I knew long ago
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And she was a lady I say
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But she met a cowboy who rode on a rodeo
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And he stole her heart straight away

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The New Jersey lady she loved him so true
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Another love she never had
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But cowboys are lonesome and cowboys are blue
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And they make the ladies so sad

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Chorus:		Sing me a melody
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		Sing me a blues
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		Walk through the bottomland without no shoes
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		The Brazos she's running scared
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		She heard the news
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		Walk through the bottomland without no shoes


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The New Jersey lady knew he loved her too
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And you know she tried to hold on
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But the rodeo life was the life that he knew
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He had to keep drifting along

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She never married and she never would
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And all of the people they'd say
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The New Jersey lady she just ain't no good
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To follow a cowboy that way


Chorus

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The lady she'd sing him to sleep in the night
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And in the morning he'd go
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She loved the darkness and hated the light
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Along with that damn rodeo

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The New Jersey lady the day that he died
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She covered him over with clay
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And feeling the wind in the night as she cried
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She heard the old cowboy say


Chorus