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(john wayne wiggins)



Ginger worked in a cafe

Small town in tennessee

The cook joe was a little slow

But he kept the floor mopped and the kitchen clean

Two young people in an old fashioned town

They got together when the cafe closed

And the tennessee moon came out



They drove down to the river

He looked her dead in the eyes

He could feel her trembling hands

They made love by the river

And they held o tight

To those memory making nights



It happened in the winter

After the cafe closed

Ginger had a change of heart

Shed fallen out of love with joe

Tired of the cafe

Life didnt seem right

She was getting out of that no where town

That night



They drove down to the river

He looked her dead in the eyes

He could feel her trembling hands

They made love by the river

And they held o tight

To those memory making nights



Joe went crazy when she told him good-bye

Now he sits in a small room and thinks

About that night



They drove down to the river

He looked her dead in the eyes

He could feel her trembling hands

They made love by the river

And they held o tight

To those memory making nights

(john wayne wiggins)



Ginger worked in a cafe

Small town in tennessee

The cook joe was a little slow

But he kept the floor mopped and the kitchen clean

Two young people in an old fashioned town

They got together when the cafe closed

And the tennessee moon came out



They drove down to the river

He looked her dead in the eyes

He could feel her trembling hands

They made love by the river

And they held o tight

To those memory making nights



It happened in the winter

After the cafe closed

Ginger had a change of heart

Shed fallen out of love with joe

Tired of the cafe

Life didnt seem right

She was getting out of that no where town

That night



They drove down to the river

He looked her dead in the eyes

He could feel her trembling hands

They made love by the river

And they held o tight

To those memory making nights



Joe went crazy when she told him good-bye

Now he sits in a small room and thinks

About that night



They drove down to the river

He looked her dead in the eyes

He could feel her trembling hands

They made love by the river

And they held o tight

To those memory making nights

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