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Ive been around in Donkeytown
too long baby too long
Checking out of Donkeytown
So long, so long, so long
Her pretty eyes are pretty still
But Jims got a kind of a squint Yeah
I dug up my last check from out of the mine
Now I feel like Ive done my stint
Jim got an army pension
When he walked from the military corps
No body ever mentioned
The medical report
She does little things for me
She likes to get the both of us high. Yeah
She says Im a tender-hearted man
Prince charming,yeah, sure, Im the guy
He likes the wrecker's dogs on chains
and the smoke from the company fires
diesel oil in the trucks and cranes
And the smell of burning tires
But Ive been around in Donkeytown
Too long, baby ,too long
Checking out of Donkeytown
So long, so long, so long
Theres a purple heart in a silver tin
and a grey .45 in a drawer. Yeah
Most of the time you can drink with him
but some other time hes just sore
On days when she says she cant think straight
Or she feels like shes getting the jumps
Shell go shoot off her .38
At cans on a Donkeytown dump
It was Friday late and she crossed those legs
She told me flat out she would. Yeah
If I could pull up my trailer pegs
We could get away together for good
I sure wish her the best of luck
Shes going to need it thinking of Jim
I dont like to leave her stuck
But shes near as bad as him
But Ive been around in Donkeytown
too long baby too long
Checking out of Donkeytown
So long, so long, so long
Checking out of Donkeytown
So long, so long, so long