Bobby Bare 1963 (Danny Dill / Mel Tillis)
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| Last | night I went to | sleep in Detroit | City |
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| And I dreamed about those | cotton fields and | home |
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| I | dreamed about my mother, |
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| dear old | papa, sister and brother, |
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| I | dreamed about that girl, |
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| who's been | waiting for so long |
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| Home folks think I'm | big in Detroit | City |
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| From the letters that I | write they think I'm | fine |
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| But by | day I make the cars, |
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| by | night I make the bars |
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| If | only they could read between the | lines |
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