(LYNYRD  SKYNYRD)

Seven years  of hard luck, comin' down on me 
         From the Florida border, yea up to Nashville Tennessee 
         I worked in every joint you can name, mister every honkytonk 
         Along come Mr Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you're what I want 
   
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         Want you to sign your contract 
         Want you to sign today 
         Gonna give you lots of money 
         Workin' For MCA
   
         9000 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 and mister maybe you won't get a scar

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 Suckers took my money since I was seventeen 
 If it ain't no pencil pusher, it got to be a honkytonk queen 
 But I'll sign my contract baby, and I wan't you people to know 
 That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes
 
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