LOUDON WAINWRIGHT III


The Deal Lyrics

I've been all around this whole wide world,
Down to Memphis, Tennessee.
Any old place I hang my hat -
It looks like home to me.
I left my little girl crying,
Standing in the door -
Throwed her arms around my neck,
Saying, "Honey, don't you go."
Don't let your deal go down,
Don't let your deal go down,
Don't let your deal go down,
'Til your last gold dollar is gone.
Where did you get those high top shoes?
That dress you wear so fine?
Got my shoes from a railroad man,
And my dress from a driver in the mine.
Don't let your deal go down,
Don't let your deal go down,
Don't let your deal go down,
'Til your last gold dollar is gone.
Who's gonna shoe your pretty little feet?
Who's gonna glove your hand?
Who's gonna kiss your sweet little lips?
Who's gonna be your man?
Papa may shoe my pretty little feet.
Mama can glove my hand.
But no one can kiss my sweet little lips,
'Till you come back again.
Don't let your deal go down,
Don't let your deal go down,
Don't let your deal go down,
'Til your last gold dollar is gone.
I've been around this whole wide world -
I've been down to Memphis, Tennessee.
Any old place I hang my hat
Looks like home to me.

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Songwriter(s): Dick Connette, Loudon Wainwright
Publisher(s): Downtown Music Publishing LLC
Record Label(s): 2009 2nd Story Sound Records
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