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Four Until LateSong ratingsNot rated yet. Lyrics
From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.
From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying. I believe to my soul that your daddy's Gulfport bound. From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown. From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown. You know she won't do nothing but tear a good man's reputation down. A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers. A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers. She cause so many men to wear an apron overall. When I leave this town I will bid you fair farewell. When I leave this town I will bid you fair farewell. And when I return again, you'll have a great long story to tell.
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