Leave this town
by Thin Lizzy
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I better keep myself from being busted
I better keep myself out of jail
´Cause I ain´t got a friend to get me trusted
That´s why my mama sends my money through the mail
I´ve been down on my luck
I´ve been down on my wealth
I´m gotta stop taking care of business
Start taking care of my health
I´ve gotta leave this town
I´ve gotta leave this town behind
I´ve gotta leave this town tonight
Well I set off down the main street
With such a long, long way to go
But before I started I was cornered on the corner
Still waiting for my sugar to show
I´ve been down on my luck
I´ve been down on my wealth
I´ve gotta stop taking care of somebody´s else´s business
Start taking care of myself
I´ve gotta leave this town
I´ve gotta leave this town behind
I´ve gotta leave this town tonight
I was fooling around with the sheriff´s daughter
She was a real fine fox
But the sheriff he came after
And threatened to lock me in a cell box
He showed me his magnum
He showed me his shotgun
He stuck it in my face
And said, "boy, I think you best be gone"
I´ve gotta leave this town
I´ve gotta leave this town behind
I´ve gotta leave this town tonight
I better keep myself out of jail
´Cause I ain´t got a friend to get me trusted
That´s why my mama sends my money through the mail
I´ve been down on my luck
I´ve been down on my wealth
I´m gotta stop taking care of business
Start taking care of my health
I´ve gotta leave this town
I´ve gotta leave this town behind
I´ve gotta leave this town tonight
Well I set off down the main street
With such a long, long way to go
But before I started I was cornered on the corner
Still waiting for my sugar to show
I´ve been down on my luck
I´ve been down on my wealth
I´ve gotta stop taking care of somebody´s else´s business
Start taking care of myself
I´ve gotta leave this town
I´ve gotta leave this town behind
I´ve gotta leave this town tonight
I was fooling around with the sheriff´s daughter
She was a real fine fox
But the sheriff he came after
And threatened to lock me in a cell box
He showed me his magnum
He showed me his shotgun
He stuck it in my face
And said, "boy, I think you best be gone"
I´ve gotta leave this town
I´ve gotta leave this town behind
I´ve gotta leave this town tonight