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  • Well, poor
    Tom Jefferson, he
    Loved the little maid out back
    Midnight creepin'
    Out to the servant shack
    Kept a secret under the bed
    Wrapped in a burlap sack
    Well, I drove all day and night
    Out to Jericho
    But in my second mind,
    IKnew it was time to go
    Yeah, and
    I still get nervous
    Every time that bugle blows
    Well, she ain't no good for me
    But I just can't let go
    If I sit here thinkin', my
    Thoughts will overflow
    And I can't keep from cryin', can't keep
    Time from movin' slow
  • Well, poor
    Tom Jefferson, he
    Loved the little maid out back
    Midnight creepin'
    Out to the servant shack
    Kept a secret under the bed
    Wrapped in a burlap sack
    Well, I drove all day and night
    Out to Jericho
    But in my second mind,
    IKnew it was time to go
    Yeah, and
    I still get nervous
    Every time that bugle blows
    Well, she ain't no good for me
    But I just can't let go
    If I sit here thinkin', my
    Thoughts will overflow
    And I can't keep from cryin', can't keep
    Time from movin' slow