Fall from Grace

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he was a native son born to make the run
smugglin' shine cross the south georgia line
he named her liberty lady, that car could drive
that 442 could stop on a dime
never thought he'd fall from grace

she was a high-class girl
been all around the world
she wore her purse like a hunter's kill
nothing to do and all the time to do it in
she could twist her fate at will
never thought she'd fall from grace

lightning never strikes the same place twice
but it can steal your thunder
a loser's luck ain't worth the price
'cause when you're down, you're under

two drifters' daughter born under a falling star
cunning and money were my legacy
and when they passed their shine on
to the next in line
even saint james could not protect me
never thought i'd fall from grace

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