Lyrics Back Side of Dallas - Jeannie C. Riley
On
the
back
side
of
Dallas
in
the
dingy
bar
On
a
wornout
stool
she
sits
And
her
trembling
hand
fumbuls
for
Another
kingsize
filter
cigarette.
She
blows
a
puff
of
smoke
then
settles
back
And
look
across
that
light
blue
haze
And
from
the
back
side
of
Dallas
Her
mind
goes
driftin'
back
to
other
days.
Meet
me
in
Dallas
on
June
the
23rd
His
letter
read
On
the
greyhound
of
this
big
town
She
came
to
be
with
him
just
like
he
said.
Then
suddenly
he
left
her
for
Reasons
that
she
still
don't
understand
And
on
the
back
side
of
Dallas
a
girl
Must
turn
her
way
as
best
as
she
can.
It's
a
long
way
to
Dallas
for
a
small
twon
girl
From
the
middle
of
Tennessee
A
tenth
grade
education
won't
get
you
No
kinda
job
here
in
big
D.
Hunger
pains
and
prides
are
things
That
just
don't
go
hand
in
hand
for
long
And
on
the
back
side
of
Dallas
a
hungry
Small
town
girl
can't
find
a
home.
On
the
back
side
of
Dallas
Nervously
she
takes
another
pill
On
the
back
side
of
Dallas
tonight
Like
other
nights
she
drinks
her
fill.
She
pays
the
man
behind
the
bar
And
leave
the
change
for
twenty
dollar
bill
If
you're
ever
feelin'
lonesome
man
You
want
to
find
someone
who
feels
the
same.
She's
on
the
back
side
of
Dallas
Where
every
taxi
driver
knows
her
name
She's
on
the
back
side
of
Dallas
Where
every
taxi
driver
knows
her
name...
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