The Baron

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Wish I had a-known ya
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When you were a little younger
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Around me you might have learned a 
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thing or two
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If I had known you longer
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You might be a little stronger
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And maybe you'd shoot straighter 
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than you do
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Maybe you'd shoot straighter than
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 you do

[Verse]
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As he walked into the poolroom, you
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 could tell he didn't fit
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In his handmade boots, custom 
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suits, and pearl handled shooting 
stick
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Tonight there'd be a showdown, 
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then everyone would know
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Who shoots the meanest game around 
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- The Baron or Billy Joe

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Billy Joe looked edgy, about to lose
 his cool
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But the Baron's hands were steady, 
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as the two began to duel
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Yeah, he was like a general on a 
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battlefield of slate
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And he'd say to Billy Joe each time 
he sunk the eight
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He'd say...

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[Chorus]
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Wish I had a-known ya
     Am                C
When you were a little younger
       Am                          
Around me you might have learned a 
         C
thing or two
C
If I had known you longer
    Am                C
You might be a little stronger
    Am                C        
And maybe you'd shoot straighter 
           Am G F
than you do
F                 G              
Maybe you'd shoot straighter than
     C
 you do

[Verse]
    Am                          
Now Billy Joe was busted, but he 
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hadn't felt the sting
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And from the far end of the table, 
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he threw his mother's wedding ring
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And he said "you won my money, but 
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it ain't gonna do the trick
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I'll bet this ring on one more game
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 against your fancy stick"

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The Baron's eyes got foggy as the 
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ring rolled on the felt
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And he almost doubled over like he 
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had been hit below the belt
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Twenty years ago, it was the ring 
his wife had worn
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And he didn't know before he left 
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that a son would soon be born

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It sounded just like thunder when 
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the Baron shot the break
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But it grew thickly quiet as he 
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lined up the eight
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Then a warm hand touched his 
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shoulder and it chilled him to the 
bone
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When he turned and saw the woman 
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who had loved him for so long

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The game was never finished; the 
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eight ball never fell
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The Baron calmly picked it up and 
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put it on the shelf
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Then he placed the ring in the 
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hands that held him long ago
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And he tossed that fancy shooting 
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stick to his son Billy Joe
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And he said...

[Chorus]
C
Wish I had a-known ya
     Am                C
When you were a little younger
       Am                          
Around me you might have learned a 
         C
thing or two
C
If I had known you longer
    Am                C
You might be a little stronger
    Am                C        
And maybe you'd shoot straighter 
           Am G F
than you do
F                 G              
Maybe you'd shoot straighter than
     C
 you do