hank locklin – seven or eleven lyrics
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a seven or eleven that would put me high
but it would be just my luck to roll an old snakeye
well once i had a woman who lived just for me
but a pair of these old shining dice made us disagree
i should have been a farmer we’ve got along just fine
but i couldn’t resist these old dice and a jug of warm red wine
a seven or eleven i could make the bar
but it would be just my luck to roll an old boxcar
[ fiddle – steel ]
well a woman is like the ocean that flows so deep and wide
someday she’ll take a notion and leave you on the other side
well a seven or eleven that would put me high
but it would be just my luck to roll an old snakeye
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