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Postcard from Paris

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โฑ๏ธ 5:40 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

That postcard's from Paris, not Texas, the real one in France
And I met her last summer, when she asked me to dance
Well, she came to America looking, for a wild west, hero
And why she picked me
I'll never know

She said, dance with me, cowboy, I said you're outta luck
I'm not even a native, no hat, boots or truck
Well, I've never two-stepped or been to a rodeo
I don't live in the state and I don't talk slow

You don't want me, try the real dancers
I'm busy right now, searching for answers

She said, I've seen all the movies, and I want to believe
That there's a strong man that's good
The kind that never, ever leaves
He doesn't put on a show, never raises his voice
And he worships me, because its his choice

She said, I need a man like that
And if I see one alone
I'll put him in my suitcase
And I'll take him home
Well, it could be you, cowboy, I could change your life
Have you ever been to Paris, had a model for a wife?

You don't want me, try the real dancers
I'm busy right now, searching for answers

Well, I had a good wife, but I lost her last year
And I miss her so much, and that's why I stay here
This was her home, this tiny little town
And I'll be beside her when they lay me down

You don't want me, try the real dancers
I'm busy right now
Searching for answers

Well, that postcard's from Paris
No, not Texas, the real one in France
And she hasn't given up
Yeah, she thinks there's still a chance
But, I'm not going nowhere, 'cause I'm gonna be
The strong man, that's good
The kind that never, ever
Leaves

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:10.62] That postcard's from Paris, not Texas, the real one in France
[00:21.05] And I met her last summer, when she asked me to dance
[00:30.43] Well, she came to America looking, for a wild west, hero
[00:43.03] And why she picked me
[00:50.39] I'll never know
[00:53.71]
[01:03.81] She said, dance with me, cowboy, I said you're outta luck
[01:14.22] I'm not even a native, no hat, boots or truck
[01:23.29] Well, I've never two-stepped or been to a rodeo
[01:28.68] I don't live in the state and I don't talk slow
[01:36.09]
[01:37.96] You don't want me, try the real dancers
[01:48.43] I'm busy right now, searching for answers
[01:55.25]
[02:04.09] She said, I've seen all the movies, and I want to believe
[02:14.51] That there's a strong man that's good
[02:18.38] The kind that never, ever leaves
[02:23.42] He doesn't put on a show, never raises his voice
[02:29.32] And he worships me, because its his choice
[02:36.63]
[02:45.98] She said, I need a man like that
[02:51.39] And if I see one alone
[02:56.70] I'll put him in my suitcase
[03:01.90] And I'll take him home
[03:05.46] Well, it could be you, cowboy, I could change your life
[03:10.91] Have you ever been to Paris, had a model for a wife?
[03:17.94]
[03:20.32] You don't want me, try the real dancers
[03:30.80] I'm busy right now, searching for answers
[03:37.40]
[03:47.99] Well, I had a good wife, but I lost her last year
[03:53.08] And I miss her so much, and that's why I stay here
[03:58.77] This was her home, this tiny little town
[04:03.83] And I'll be beside her when they lay me down
[04:11.20]
[04:12.90] You don't want me, try the real dancers
[04:23.78] I'm busy right now
[04:28.95] Searching for answers
[04:32.34]
[04:41.31] Well, that postcard's from Paris
[04:45.13] No, not Texas, the real one in France
[04:52.19] And she hasn't given up
[04:57.32] Yeah, she thinks there's still a chance
[05:01.17] But, I'm not going nowhere, 'cause I'm gonna be
[05:06.83] The strong man, that's good
[05:10.70] The kind that never, ever
[05:15.27] Leaves
[05:18.96]

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