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What do you intend to do young man?Where do you intend to go?Will you take a trip to the deep dark SouthDown into Mexico? Oh, oh.If you travel with a spider in your duffel bagWith you good weather goesAnd if you get hung on a frozen stairBe here for the snow, oh oh.It's often that I wish to leave myselfBuy me some fancy clothesGet on a stretch of a winding roadAll in my canvas show, oh oh.Honey I'll be ridin' in a cadillacMust a' took an over doseQuicker than a locy down a railroad trackHoney wasn't even close.If I had little message I could leave you withI'd hang it on the door.But I don't and it's just no use anymoreNo good anymore, oh oh.Honey I'll be hustlin' to make up slackLetras de cancionesGimme little hangin' ropeThicker than a smokey from a factory stackHoney wasn't even close.What do you intend to do young man?Where do you intend to go?Will you take a trip to the deep dark SouthDown into Mexico? Oh, oh. From Letras Mania