Steve Martin and the Canyon River Rangers
Performing Live and featuring Edie Brickell
https://youtu.be/7Jwr758hUAs
[VERSE 1]
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Saw a girl at a picture show
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Walked right up and said “Hello
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You seem to be a girl in need
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I’m a guy who’s built for speed
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You and me could have some fun
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You pretty little one”
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Took her riding around the town
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Ain’t no woman ever shut me down
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“Have you ever seen a truck like this
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How about a little kiss
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You pretty little one”
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[CHORUS]
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Pretty little one
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Pretty little one
[VERSE 2]
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Took her out about a month or so
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She's my gal I told her so
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She resisted for a bit
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Baby that’s the way of it
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You pretty little one
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Couple of times she tried to leave
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I told her “that don’t work for me”
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Her daddy tried to intervene
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Folks, I’m just a mean machine
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I can handle dumb old Pops
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What’s he done but shovel rocks
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I said, “Baby, that’s enough”
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I might have got a little rough
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On my pretty little one”
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[CHORUS]
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Pretty little one
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Pretty little one
[VERSE 3]
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Then she called me late one night
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Said, “It’s over - let’s not fight”
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I said, “Sure but one more talk
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Maybe just a little walk
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Round the block - a nice goodbye
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You’re so lovely honey pie”
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I went over, picked her up
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Got her in my pickup truck
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Drivin’ slow around the town
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Then I put the pedal down
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Took her out a gravel road
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Stopped the truck where no one goes
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This is where the job gets done
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On my pretty little one”
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[CHORUS]
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Pretty little one
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Pretty little one
[VERSE 4]
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Blackest night that I had seen
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In the darkness I felt mean
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From my boot I pulled a knife
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Said “I’m gonna take your life”
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I was calm as I could get
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So I lit a cigarette
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In the flicker I could see
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She had a pistol trained on me
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That pretty little one
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I said, “Mister I’m no fool
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My daddy raised me country cool
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Think my daddy knows enough
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Of guys like you who think you’re tough
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He read you as easy as ABC
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That’s when he gave this gun to me
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And ever since your truck arrived
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My hand’s been on this forty-five
[VERSE 5]
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I went at her with my knife
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She pulled that trigger, shot me twice
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In the heart and in the head
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Took half a breath, slumped over dead
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She pumped another for good luck
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Right between my butter cups
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That pretty little one
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[CHORUS]
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Pretty little one
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Pretty little one
[VERSE 6]
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In the grave, I’m dead and gone
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The little gal, she wrote this song
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She came over in due course
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Sang to me without remorse
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Then she whispered to the ground
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I’ll let you have another round
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My name is Lucy Allencot
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You should know that I was not
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Your pretty little one