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Cordie Stutchell Lyrics
Was I troubadour or was I squatter
with blackberry whiskey in my gut at the alter?
She sang out of key through the neck of the bottle.
If the church bells ring, I won't know til tomorrow.
Moonlight and moonshine- that's how I met Cordie Stutchell.
I mastered the art of head on collision;
I was a thespian of poise and precision.
She had a script for me already written.
I prayed to the editor for some revision.
with blackberry whiskey in my gut at the alter?
She sang out of key through the neck of the bottle.
If the church bells ring, I won't know til tomorrow.
I was a thespian of poise and precision.
She had a script for me already written.
I prayed to the editor for some revision.
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