I love how you curse when I wake you up
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And sweetly demand that I fill your cup,
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With a smile or your cool gunpowder glare.
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Honey, you lay me bare.
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You're the girl of my dreams
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And a pistol it seems, but you shoot me straight and true
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Time to lay down my bets,
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Oh, I put all my money on you.
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When I'm in the dark, girl, you bring me to light.
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It seems like you're almost always right.
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So keep boxing my ears when I sew them shut.
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Baby, you sure are tough.
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You're the girl of my dreams
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And a pistol it seems, but you shoot me straight and true
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Time to lay down my fears,
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Honey, I feel so safe around you.
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If the tiller man taught me anything,
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It's that a hard-headed woman is what I need
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To help me to always do my best.
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Baby, my life is blessed.
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You're the girl of my dreams
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Darling, please wear this ring
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You're an angel through and through.
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Time to lay down my life,
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Honey, I'd do it gladly for you.
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Time to lay down my life,
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Honey, I'd do it gladly for.. you.
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Pistol
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Dustin Kensrue |