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A Town Called Slatter
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Rivers run with fervor
The people are a bustlin'
Just to make a livin'
Their feet are a rustlin'
But I have been gone
For four years and a fortnight
went travelin' in the Navy
lookin' for the good fight.
But now I'm an olden'
and I know shit don't matter
I was raised by my Momma
in a town called Slatter... In Texas.
She was twenty-three
I was twenty
I thought we had love
I called her my honey
But she went a travellin'
to some place called Spain
met a man named Francisco
left me wallowin' in pain
But now I'm an olden'
and I know shit don't matter
Lost my love to a Spaniard
in a town called Slatter... In Texas.
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Jack Beoris Austin, Texas
