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Ballad Of Fast Eddie Lyrics - Artist : Crowell, Rodney
Well I grew up lean if you know what I mean
And it ain't my scene to come on green
I know the way the world goes around without a question
Well I've slept with queens I've dined with slaves
From St. Petersburg to Santa Fe
Lucky 7's all the way without exception
And I've rolled in dough with friend and foe
Caught cocktail talk where no one walks
And I hung the moon too soon to be respected

I have played the pops and I've spun the wheel
And I'll tell you exactly how I feel
I say it's never say you're sorry
But just you be careful

Cause it's a little place called lonely ma'am
That's where I've been and that's where I am
There ain't no gold and there ain't no sidewalk Sundays
It's just a little place called lonely ma'am
Make no mistake about what I am
I could be Hollywood on wheels but I'm on fire

Now on a cowboy bus in the New Your zoo
I only did what I had to do
I pulled a gun and I took the money with me
The law cut me off but it ain't no loss
I figure I'm the boss no matter what the cost
And I don't take 'no' to be the answer to one of my questions
So I rode my Harley into the ground
I laid her down without a sound
And I knew right then and there you would not miss me

Cause it's a little place called lonely ma'am
That's where I've been and that's where I am
There ain't no gold and there ain't no sidewalk Sundays
It's just a little place called lonely ma'am
Make no mistake about what I am
I could be Hollywood on wheels but I'm on fire

Each and everyday is Monday blue
You hold your own that's just what you do
If anyday the sun comes through it ain't tomorrow

You just tell Fast Eddie and his Electric Chaps
On this surface trip I checked it out
He's a moneyman it's a funny world
And yes I'm watchin'
I wanna tell you just one more thing
Hope it don't cause no one no rain
But there's a window up above
It ain't no George Jones song

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