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There's a warm wind blowing through the laundromat There's a young man crying in a cowboy hat He got square-toed boots, so he ain't for real Wouldn't last five minutes on a pedal steel I remember you at that place in Post You were thick-cut bacon on Texas toast Prairie dogs popping up to see That strawberry woman sitting next to me Strawberry woman sitting next to me Monday morning, wake up slow It was Friday night two hours ago I'd sell the farm to see you smile But it might just happen if we wait a while I may go stay out in the woods Some time apart could do us good I've been to heaven in a Sixth Street bar Strawberry woman and an old guitar Strawberry woman and an old guitar Well, the highway's straight and the night's so still Barely have to touch the wheel But it hurts to move and it hurts to learn I just kept on going when I made a wrong turn Letras de canciones I remember you looking up at me Drinking Irish whiskey on the Irish sea And we walked through weather and we walked through time Strawberry woman with her hand in mine Strawberry woman with her hand in mine I remember you when the bar was closed Dancing on the table with a bloody nose And you still look fine and you still look free Strawberry woman with your back to me Strawberry woman with your back to me From Letras Mania