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It's great to be home
Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me
From the Florida border, yeah it's up in Nashville, Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name mister, every honky tonk
Along come Mr. Yankee Slicker, said: "Maybe you're what I want"
Want you to sign a contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA
Nine thousand dollars, that's all we could win
But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin
They're gonna take me out to California, gonna make me a superstar
Just pay me all of my money, mister maybe you won't get a scar
Want you to sign a contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA, hey
Slickers steal my money, since I was seventeen
If it ain't no pencil pusher, then it got to be a honky tonk queen
But I'll sign my contract baby, and I want you people to know
That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes
Want you to sign a contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA
Oh Lord
Yeah baby
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