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I seen ya in your red room laughinWith your shinin' coffee can So many wrongs all kinds a goins on Held my head an ran I hid and did a bit more lookinSaw ya dancin' on the pine porch creakinMouth open an doors down wide Here's what was inside I seen what I saw An these things I do are wrong, that's all An these tales I tales I tell are tall Then I climbed up on the big horse strappinPut the spur down to blood He took off 16 horses strong Left me lyin' in mud An there I sit until the sun's up shininYes an black stands my ride Twenty hands high An watchin' spookeyed My hands on his side