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| 2. |
| 3:54 |
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| 3. |
| 3:29 | 
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After three good years together, we had our first big fight So she went to her mothers, and I went for a drive Down an old familiar highway, just a few miles out of town To that run-down one-room tavern, that used to be my stomping ground Well, I pulled in the driveway you know it all still looked the same And I couldnt wait to down a few and hear that jukebox ring Now as I walked in through the doorway, there stood some kind of matradee Now he looked me up, and he looked me down, said, May I help you please? Whatd you do with the swinging doors? Wheres the sawdust on the floor? Whys everybody wearing suits and ties from western, I cant believe my eyes And whose idea was it to hang these spurs, this brand new bar dont have a sink or fur I guess Im somewhere that I dont belong I need a jukebox with a country song Well I looked back to the corner where the jukebox once stood proud Some clown was playing record, too fast, too long and too loud This must has been a big mistake to try and speak my mind So they were asking me to leave, I cried out one more time Whatd you do with the swinging doors? Wheres the sawdust on the floor? Whys everybody wearing suits and ties from western, I cant believe my eyes And whose idea was it to hang these spurs, this brand new bar dont have a sink or fur I guess Im somewhere that I dont belong I need a jukebox with a country song I guess I dont belong without a jukebox with a country song |
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| 3:07 |
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| 5. |
| 3:11 |
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| 6. |
| 3:38 |
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Every morning I watch you walk into the office In your business suit and matching shoes With your hair put up neatly you tug at your glasses And you you sit down, just three desks down And I watch you in the fluorescent glare And my mind drifts away somewhere And I see you in a different light With your hair falling down, with love in your eyes In my mind, you're a beautiful sight I see you in a different light Just the way I saw you last night Well there's girls at the office the guys always notice When they walk by, but you're not the type They don't know what I know, how some things just don't show Through tailored tweats, and that's fine with me Let them all think what they want to As for me when I look at you (I see you....) (Baby it's you....) (It's you.... (fade)) |
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| 3:51 |
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Id be lying if I said I never prayed for this I could show you, here and now, how much love you missed Im happy that youre sad I know that sounds so wrong But darling, you must know that the pains gone on too long Come in out of the pain let me dry your tears Youve been gone for days and Ive loved you for years Lay down in my arms, there aint no shame Well dont just stand there girl come in out of the pain Well, I know how a heartache feels the shattered way it breaks And if you believe in me, it will be your last mistake I cant stop the wind, and I cant stop the rain But I can promise you that I can stop your pain Come in out of the pain and let me dry your tears Youve been gone for days and Ive loved you for years Oh, lay down in my arms, there aint no shame Well dont just stand there girl come in out of the pain (Come in out of the pain) let me dry your tears (Youve been gone for days) Ive loved you for years and years |
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| 2:58 |
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| 9. |
| 3:27 |
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| 10. |
| 3:20 |
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I said the night you left me, Nothin' worse could ever happen, But seeing you with someone else proved that I was wrong. And when your eyes met mine, I knew that you were gone forever, Along with all the reasons , I had for hanging on. I'd be better off in a pine box, On a slow train back to Georgia, Or in the grey walls of a prison doing time. I think I'd rather die, And go to hell and face the devil, Than to lie here with you and him together on my mind. I always thought that someday, We might get back together. I just thought you needed time to spread your wings and fly. But when I saw the lovin' way, You held onto each other, It was all that I could do, not to break right down and cry. I'd be better off in a pine box, On a slow train back to Georgia, Or in the grey walls of a prison doing time. I think I'd rather die, And go to hell and face the devil, Than to lie here with you and him together on my mind. Girl I'd be better off in a pine box, On a slow train back from Georgia, Or in the grey walls of a prison doing time. I think I'd rather die, And go to hell and face the devil, Than to lie here with you and him together on my mind. I can't lie here with you and him together on my mind |
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