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Dallas
I lived in no holy house but the Grand Hotel
The back streets of this old town I know so well
And I drunk of no holy wine save muscatel
Now my friend, I've got to go
You tell everyone I know
I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, Dallas
I can't stay
Should have been at the palace
Yesterday
Bye, bye, Dallas, got to go
And I remember when they told me so
Right now I'm wonderin' where
the good times have gone
All the things I never loved when they was mine
Hot city and an empty pocket make a man think on
I've been living low so long
I Gotta get back where I belong
I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, Dallas
I can't stay
Should have been at the palace
Yesterday
Bye, bye, Dallas, got to go
And I remember when they told me so
I'm saying
Bye, bye, Dallas
I can't stay
Should have been at the palace
Yesterday. Bye, bye, Dallas, got to go
And I remember when they told me so
Bye, bye, Dallas
I can't stay
Should have been at the palace
Yesterday
Bye bye Dallas
I can't stay
Should have been at the palace
Yesterday, Ain't no bother, it's understood
Livin' under cover don't do no good
Bye bye Dallas
I can't stay
Should have been at the palace
Yesterday, Ain't no bother, it's understood
Livin' under cover, don't do no good
Bye bye Dallas
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Bye bye Dallas
Livin' under cover, don't do no good
Yesterday, Ain't no bother, it's understood
Should have been at the palace
I can't stay
Bye bye Dallas
Livin' under cover don't do no good
Yesterday, Ain't no bother, it's understood
Should have been at the palace
I can't stay
Bye bye Dallas
Yesterday
Should have been at the palace
I can't stay
Bye, bye, Dallas
And I remember when they told me so
Yesterday. Bye, bye, Dallas, got to go
Should have been at the palace
I can't stay
Bye, bye, Dallas
I'm saying
And I remember when they told me so
Bye, bye, Dallas, got to go
Yesterday
Should have been at the palace
I can't stay
I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, Dallas
I Gotta get back where I belong
I've been living low so long
Hot city and an empty pocket make a man think on
All the things I never loved when they was mine
the good times have gone
Right now I'm wonderin' where
And I remember when they told me so
Bye, bye, Dallas, got to go
Yesterday
Should have been at the palace
I can't stay
I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, Dallas
You tell everyone I know
Now my friend, I've got to go
And I drunk of no holy wine save muscatel
The back streets of this old town I know so well
I lived in no holy house but the Grand Hotel
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