Lyrics of Lefty's gone

George Strait

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A jukebox introduced us
When the sixties were still young
If you got the money, honey
Got my nickels one by one
I tried to imitate that song

It's not right but lefty's gone
Now always late, breaks my heart
In every song he sang i played the part
I heard he was sad and lived alone
It's not right but lefty's gone

(he played the fair in dallas one year)
In the cold october rain
Most folks stayed home in one
But he sang just the same
I caught a chill before i got home

It's not right but lefty's gone
Now always late, breaks my heart
In every song he sang i played the part
I heard he was sad and lived alone
It's not right but lefty's gone

It don't seem like he was around that long
It's not right but lefty's gone

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