Lyrics
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I lived in no holy house but the Grand Hotel
The back streets of this old town I know so well
And I drunk of no holy wine save muscatel;
Now my friend, I've got to go
You tell everyone I know
Chorus:
I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, Dallas;
I can't stay
Should have been at the palace
Yesterday
Bye, bye, Dallas; got to go
And I remember when they told me so
Right now I'm wonderin' where
The good times have gone;
All the things I never loved when they was mine
Hot city and an empty pocket make a man think on;
I've been living low so long
Gotta get back where I belong
Chorus
Bye, bye, Dallas;
I can't stay
Should have been at the palace
Yesterday
Hey no farther; it's understood
Livin' undercover don't do no good
Bye, bye, Dallas
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