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(johnny cash)
Roy orbison (sun 251, 1956)
I love that hair, long an' black
Hangin' down to the middle of your back
Don't cut it off whatever you do
I need it to run my fingers through
'cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar
Don't mean maybe, you're my baby
Got me a dollar that i saved
Saved it up for a rainy day
Everybody's callin' for bills that's due
But they don't catch me, i'll spend it on you
'cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar
Don't mean maybe, you're my baby
Got me a guitar, got a six strings
And a picker to make 'em ring
Every string's gotta know what to do
'cause i'm gonna use 'em to serenade you
'cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar
Don't mean maybe, you're my baby
Well i had me a gal, she said she's mine
But she run around on me all the time
Now she's gone an' i'm glad we're through
'cause i-i'm plum-flipped over you
'cause you're my baby, ah-ah, you're my sugar
Don't mean maybe, you're my baby
Oh, baby-baby, yeah you're my baby
Well i don't mean maybe
You drive me crazy
I love you baby, you're my babydoll
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