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Met her on a harvest moon once upon a time in the Midwest
She told me as we stole away that she was freer than all the rest
With her hair cut like a farm boy and her cards so close to her vest
Just how much harm she could do me, no I never would have guessed
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Donât go chasing wild ponies, theyâre half crazy and they run
Donât go loving short-haired women, theyâre gonna leave you crying
After thinking it was all in fun
We came upon a boomerâs shack, she broke the windows just because
And there along the railroad track she laid me down, thatâs how she was
With the first rush of the freight train there was rain on the high summer corn
Oh itâs just a game she told me; I said no, I am reborn
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Mmm all in fun
As for her whereabouts, I hear sheâs living in Baton Rouge
Giving all those Creole men the short-haired woman blues
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The short-haired woman blues