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If I'm Dreaming

I was walking down the street
talking to myself
not a lot to say.
When she tapped me on the shoulder
and said "I'll meet you in an hour
At the Paris Cafe."

My head started rocking,
my knees started knocking.
I was nervous like a long-tailed cat.
Things were moving pretty fast
for a simple country boy,
who lives down around whiskey flats.

(Chorus)
If I'm dreaming, please don't wake me.
If' I'm dying, please don't take me,
Not just yet...

If "pretty" gets it done
She can probably do it all.
She winked and walked away.
I stood there frozen
With my mouth hung open
Staring at her sachet
What a fortunate stroke
I hope it ain't a joke,
Cause I sure like what I see
In Webster's dictionary,
Behind the word "lucky"
There'll be a big picture of me.

(Chorus)
If I'm dreaming, please don't wake me.
If' I'm dying, please don't take me,
Not just yet...

I might hold her hand;
Hold her up close
even get a chance to smooch her.
She was insinuating,
I was anticipating
a rodeo in my future.

That was ten years ago,
we?re still on a roll.
It's about to get the best of me.
With all that loving
and six kids later,
I'm going broke paying entry fees.

(Chorus)
If I'm dreaming, please don't wake me.
If' I'm dying, please don't take me,
Not just yet...

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