I Got You |
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I Got You Lyrics |
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From a little man whose name is Saul and has a lotta money to loan I drove a beat up `67 Chevrolet With a torn up seat that pokes a brand new hole in my back near every day I got a letter from the folks over at Bell Just to let me know for my next phone call I`d walk outside and yell Hey I know my life seems a mess but honey things to me still look real swell Cause I`ve got you to see me through yeah I`ve got you to chase my blues I`ve got you to ease my pain yeah I`ve got you girl to keep me sane So let them do what they want to do cause it don`t matter long as I`ve got you [ guitar ] I`ve got the landlord breathing down my neck for rent Oh he don`t give a damn about my kids or where the money was spent And after all those years of payin` union dues It sure didn`t seem to count for much when we got our layoff news I got a note from the man over at the bank Said the next ten gallons of gas I buy won`t be going in my tank Hey I know I might seem near dead but honey I think I might just get well Cause I`ve got you to see me through... Yeah let them go right ahead and sue cause it don`t matter long as I`ve got you |
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