Lyrics of From four until late

Eric Clapton

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From four until late i was wringing my hands and crying
From four until late i was wringing my hands and crying
I believe to my soul that your daddy's gulfport bound

From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown
From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown
You know she won't do nothing but tear a good man's reputation down

A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers
A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers
She cause so many men to wear an apron overall

When i leave this town i will bid you fare farewell
When i leave this town i will bid you fare farewell
And when i return again, you'll have a great long story to tell

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