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Merle Haggard

Make-Up And Faded Blue Jeans

 

Make-Up And Faded Blue Jeans

(album: Back To The Barrooms - 1980)


In downtown Modesto I was working the Holiday Inn
I would stick with a gig that would last us throughout the weekend
I was singing a new song I'd wrote on the way into town
When she came in the front door and found her a place to sit down.

Hey I knew right away that she like the words to my song
Cause she stared at my git guitar and followed my fingers too long
And she had the likeness of a girl I'd seen in my dreams
But lights can do wonders with make up and faded blue jeans.

And the last thing I needed was somebody messing up my mind
So I found a hundred reasons for looking her way one more time
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar
And blow all my chances at being a big singing star.

With one passing glance I could tell she was young for her age
Yeah she got to looking better as she got down closer to the stage
And as she sipped on her wine I knew just the kind she would be
And somehow I knew she was here to the bad things to me.

And the last thing I needed was somebody messing up my mind
So I found a hundred reasons for looking her way one more time
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar
And blow all my chances at being a big singing star.

She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar
And blow all my chances at being a big singing star...

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