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Old Miss Virgy tended bar at this shack out in the hills
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It never made her any money boys but paid of all her bills
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Now she must have been 80 years old but her heart was warm
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And her beer was cold
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She gave away more than she ever sold
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Smiling all the time
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I used to sing off in the corner every Friday night
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To a loud crowd of cowboys, bikers and bar room fights
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They were drinking beer, carrying on, 
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not a one of them listening to one of my songs
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But old Miss Virgy was singing along
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She said she knew 'em all by heart
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And then one night after closing she poured me another beer
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She said "Come on over and sit down you little shit
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I got something you need to hear"  
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She said "Life ain't easy getting through 
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everybody's gonna make things tough on you
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But I can tell you right now if you dig what you do, 
          D     G       C
they will never get you down"
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She said life's too short to worry
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Life's too long to wait
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Too short not to love everybody
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Life's too long to hate
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I meet a lot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
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Trying to save a nickel maybe make a dime
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Not me boy no sireee, you know I ain't got the time
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Now I ain't seen Ol' Virgy I guess it's been almost eighteen years.
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I've been bumming around this country singing my songs for tips and beers
        C
Now the nights are long
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The travelin's tough
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Hotels stink, and the pay sucks
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But I can't dig what I do enough, so it never gets me down
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  C                       A
I say life's too short to worry
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Life's too long to wait
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Too short not to love everybody
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Life's too long to hate
         C                         C7
I meet a lot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
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Trying to save a nickel maybe make a dime
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Not me, no sireee, I ain't got the time