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somewhere between east St. Louis and West Duluth there's a man who charges a dollar to tell you the truth he's got a sign that says: you want the truth, come talk to me but it'll cost you a dollar cause the truth, my friends, is not free is the the truth something you'd pay for is a speeding locomotive something you'd get out of the way for if you came to my house would i be the man you'd wanna stay for and is the the truth, is the truth, is the truth something you'd pay for now some people pay good money just to hear sweet lies other people pay top dollar for a good disguise but that fellow on the corner he's selling the truth for a buck still it seems that nobody's buying, i guess he's outta luck is the the truth something you'd pay for . . . so i paid my dollar and sure enough he gave me the lowdown now i'm as happy as a sharecropper drinking some shine at the hoedown so if you wanna know the truth, good people you can come to me and if i like your looks, might even give it to you for free is the the truth something you'd pay for . . . copyright Samm Bennett - all rights reserved back to Lyrics Table of Contents |
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