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Chico

Hazlewood, Lee & Ann‐Margret
Popularity · Low
🇬🇧 English · Original

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Lyrics

I was born running wild A victim of a woman child She caused the death of three young men I killed them all and would again They tried to touch my sweet violet I put them in the ground And they're there yet And every night I sit and listen While my mind cries I see her face and hear her voice And nearly come undone And she sings Chico, come on home Chico, come on home Chico, come on home You been long way too long My soul is locked in a private hell My body's in a prison cell My mind is a jungle full of fire My heart is a dungeon of desire I kiss these prison walls so cold and wet Pretending they're the lips of Violet And every night I sit and listen While my mind cries I see her face and hear her voice And nearly come undone And she sings Chico, come on home Chico, come on home Chico, come on home You been long way too long