He stands tall in his handmade boots Pretty little girls all around Black was the shade of his nudie suit And when he sang there was not a sound
From state line to Mobile he entertained the crowds Everybody there knew his name His climb had started but the road gets harder When you`re closing in on fame
Bright lights shine and the crowd goes wild "The show won`t start `til y`all calm down" One pretty little girl stands all alone And when she cried there was not a sound
For just three days in New Orleans she never left his side That girl became a woman with her very first man But to her only lover she was just like all the others `Til she stood there with that gun in her hand
A shot rang out and the crowd goes wild A shot rang out and the crowd goes wild The crowd goes wild The crowd goes wild The crowd goes wild The crowd goes wild
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