Cody, oh Cody don't take me away
quit your buying me roses
surely another, much more beautiful than me
Cody, oh Cody I seen what you do
seen the tramps and the outlaws how they answer to you
with three strings on your fiddle,
thirteen stitches in your boots
It's trouble that you're bringing and I've got no one to save me
Those church bells are ringing, lord, but I'm just a baby
You say you laid down your money
and you made up your mind
but no mean-hearted gambler gonna be a sweetheart of mine
oh Mr. Cody, won't you choose another for your bride?
I hear you waiting outside in your red Chevrolet
just the sound of that engine
I said the price of that ticket is more than I can pay
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