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Jim Lauderdale
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Troublemaker
They tell me I'm a troublemaker Born to stir the mix I don't know if that's a fact I love to get my kicks
When the day is over The hours are my owm Between five o'clock and midnight I'm a dog upon a bone
Working on the highway Working on the farm All I got to show for it Is the muscle in my arm
They tell me I'm a lover The girls all say it's so Greeting me with open arms And miss me when I go
I'm kind to dogs and children And in who show respect For a hard-working son-of-a-gun With nothing to protect
Working on the highway Working on the farm Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com All I got to show for it Is the muscle in my arm
Next time I go to jail They throw away the key Regarding that, all I can say Is rather you than me
I mind my own business Until you make it yours Then plan your parting, as they say It never rains, it pours
Working on the highway Working on the farm All I got to show for it Is the muscle in my arm
Working on the highway Working on the farm All I got to show for it Is the muscle in my arm
They tell me I'm a troublemaker
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