Tag Along - Wayne Hancock

Oh lord, my gal ain’t nothing but a tag along

She hangs around a little while and then she’s gone

So come on pretty baby, won’t you tag along with me Well everything between us always works out fine

She’s got her set a pals and I got mine

So come on pretty baby, won’t you tag along with me I know a real gone joint on the edge of town

We could dance all night 'til it closes down

I don’t wanna sit around a talkin’house all day

While my gal’s out dancin’the night away

Oh lord, I love that gal 'til the day I die

Even though she runs around with the other guy

So come on pretty baby, won’t you tag along with me

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