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Backstory:

True story of how I met my wife...                                                                                                                                                  

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  In a smokey old bar, I found a seat
  Been traveling for days, thirsty and beat
  Over my glass, I saw your face
  You swear you were not amazed
  But Cupid or God were sure to impress
  Me unshaved, and you in that summer dress
  I was far from home, you were alone,
  Someone above knew it’s gonna be a success.....

Chorus:    Ma said “you never find a wife in a bar”,
               But I turn my head and there you are,
               Seemed like we’d met along time back
               Like we were rollin’ together on a railroad track
               I knew why I had come so far,
               To this Smokey old New Orleans bar....

Man, the bar lit up, when you smiled at me,
Thought the moon had floated over Bourbon Street
You weren’t looking for me, but there I was
And I don’t recall who began our talk
I swear there was something ‘bout the way you          
Shook your hair loose, I was hooked,
Around two o’clock, the floor got mopped
My heart beatin’ like it would never stop.

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We got married in 2003, survived Katrina and crushed levees Our bar’s disappeared, but you’re still here, Pouring my best beer for me.

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