Sweet Johanna

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[Verse]
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Well I came up to the great big 
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city when I was only seventeen
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Got me a job in a big skyscraper 
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helpin’ to keep the place clean
I tried to save all my money to 
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bring you here one day
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The neon lights burned holes in my 
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pockets and the money just slipped 
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away

[Chorus]
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Now my sweet Johanna
I’m hitchin’ on back down to 
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Louisiana back where I started
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And I’m older than the day I went 
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away
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Oh my sweet Johanna
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I’m comin’ on home to Louisiana back
 where I started
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Cause you might want to live in New
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 York City anyway

[Verse]
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I wen’on down to the bar on the 
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corner to have myself a beer
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A sweet young voice said what about
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 me I heard it in my ear
I had not heard a friendly word in 
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seven months or more
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So I had to defend my lady friend 
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when someone called that slut a 
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whore

[Chorus]
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Now now my sweet Johanna
I’m hitchin’ on back down to 
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Louisiana back where I started
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And I’m older than the day I went 
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away
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Now my sweet Johanna
I’m a hitchin' a ride back to 
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Louisiana just to tell ya
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That'a you might like to live in 
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New York City anyway

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Well we all went out in the alley 
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but I woke up all alone
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An empty wallet an ache in my head 
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an’no place to call home

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[Chorus]
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Now my sweet Johanna
You know I'm hitchin’ a ride back to
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 Louisiana just to tell ya
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That I’m older than the day I went 
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away
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Oh my sweet Johanna
I’m crawlin' on back home to 
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Louisiana just to tell ya
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That'a you might want to live in 
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New York City anyway

[Otro]
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Hitchin' on back to Louisiana back 
where I started
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And I’m older than the day I went 
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away
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Aw now my sweet Johanna
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I’m comin' on back home to Louisiana
 just to tell ya
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That'a you might like to live in 
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New York City anyway