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I carried my woman to the St. Louis Fair (2)
She got stuck on every man that was in the Fair
I brought her back to Dallas with a travelling show (2)
She had men hangin' around like a circus show
Mmmm, mmmmm
She had men hangin' around like a circus show
When I leave this time, hang crepe on your door (2)
Say, you know by that I can't use you no more
Mmmmm, mmmmm
Says, you know by that I can't use you no more
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