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From: "Roddy Baze" <RHBaze@email.msn.com>
Subject: Love in the Hot Afternoon - By Gene Watson
Date: Sun, 9 May 1999 11:08:26 -0700


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>From somewhere outside, I hear a street vendor cry "filet gumbo"
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>From my window I see him, going down the street and he don't know
E                               C#m            E                      C#m
E
That we fell right to sleep in the damp tangled sheets so soon
E                         B             E
After love in the hot afternoon

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Now the bourbon street lady, sleeps like a baby in the shadows (in the
shadows)
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She was new to me, full of mystery, but now I know   (but know I know)
E                          C#m      E              C#m      E
That she's just a girl, and I'm just a guy, in a room
E                       B           E
For 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