Gene Watson
love in the hot afternoon
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From somewhere outside, I hear a
Street vendor cry filet
gumbo
From my window I see him, going
Down the street and he don't know
That we fell right to sleep
In the damp tangled sheets so soon
After love in the hot afternoon
Now the bourbon street lady,
sleeps like a baby in the shadows
(in the shadows)
She was new to me, full of mystery,
But now I know (but know I know)
That she's just a girl,
And I'm just a guy, in a room
Full of love in the hot afternoon
We got high in the park,
This morning and we sat, without talkin'
Then she came back here,
In the heat of the day, tired of walkin'
Where under her breath,
She hummed to herself a tune
Of Love in the hot afternoon
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- Memories To Burn
- 18 Greatest Hits
- Gene Watson - The Best Songs
- The Best Of The Capitol Years
- Reflections / Should I Come Home
- A Way to Survive
- Love In the Hot Afternoon
- Gene Watson - 16 Super Hits
- Country Superstars Live Vol. 1 (Live)
- Ryman Country Homecoming 3
- Best of the Best - 25 Greatest Hits
- In Other Words
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- From My Heart
- The Best of Gene Watson
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