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Rain dripping off the  brim of my hat it sure looks cold today 
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Here I am walkin down  Sixty Six  wish she hadn't done me this  way 
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Sleeping under a table in a roadside park a man could wake up dead 
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But it sure seems warmer  than it did  sleeping in our king size bed 
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Is anybody going to  San Antone or Phoenix Arizona 
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Any place is all right as long as I can forget I've ever  known her 
 
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Wind whippin down the neck of my shirt like I aint got nothin on 
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But I'd rather fight the wind and rain than what I was fightin at home 
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Is anybody going to  San Antone or Phoenix Arizona 
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Any place is all right as long as I can forget I've ever  known her. 
 
 
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Yonder comes a truck with the U.S. mail people writin letters back 
home 
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Well Tommorrow she'll  want me back again and I'll  be just as gone 
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Is anybody going to  San Antone or Phoenix Arizona 
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Any place is all right as long as I can forget I've ever  known her