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by Townes Van Zandt
If I had a dollar bill
yes, I believe I surely will
go to town and drink my fill
early in the morning
Little darling, she's a redhaired thing
man, she makes my legs to sing
gonna buy her a diamond ring
early in the morning
Mother was a golden girl
I slit her throat just to get her pearls
cast myself into a whirl
before a bunch of swine
It's a long way down the Harlan road
busted back and a heavy load
won't get through to save my soul
early in the morning
I've always been a gambling man
I've roled them bones with either hand
seven is the promised land
early in the morning
Whiskey'd be my dying bed
tell me where to lay my head
not with me is all she said
early in the morning
If I had a dollar bill
yes, I believe I surely will
go to town and drink my fill
early in the morning