I never was a law breaker,
In fact I shied away from sin…
Though once in a while temptation,
Broke out in new towns I was in.
Behind a Nevada Casino,
No one around to make a fuss…
I wrote my name in the diesel soot,
On Miss Loretta Lynn’s bus.
We’ve both traveled many miles,
I left Tahoe, she fled Van Lear,
My name etched upon her ride,
Her music, in my heart ‘n ear.
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