Steve Earle
Girl
Don't bother n'even lock your door
He's out there hollering
"Darlin' don't you love me no more?"
You always let him in before
now didn't you
He's just singing that some old song
That he always sang before
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
Girl
Better figure out which is which
Wherefore art thou Romeo you son of a bitch?
You'd just as soon fight as switch
now wouldn't you?
He'll come and make love on your satin sheets
Wake up on your living room floor
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
He's the last of the all-night, do right
Stand beneath your window till daylight
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
Baby, what you waitin' for?
Girl
Better figure out what you're gonna do
When he moves on again
And he leaves you lonely and blue
But you knew he's just passin' through
Now didn't you?
You can't just say it's the last time baby
Like you always did before
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
He's the last of the all-night, do right
Stand beneath your window till daylight
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
He's the last of the all-night, do right
'Hey Rosalita won't you come out tonight?'
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
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