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Have you ever seen a heart as it lays dyin', |
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Or what's left of it's life slips away? |
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Well any tears that get shed ain't worth cryin', |
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'Cause I've seen plenty: I'm lucky that way. |
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Have you ever heard a voice start to moanin', |
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After despair's choked its last words away? |
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Well, any worse sound defies your ears even knowin', |
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And, Lord, I've heard plenty: I'm lucky that way. |
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So wrap your warm arms around me, |
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And let our weak hands delight love's sad face. |
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Instrumental break. |
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Then press your soft lips against me, |
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And let the first bets on new love be made. |
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Have you ever watched a couple where a woman stands cryin', |
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While begging the other to please stay? |
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The awful truth is, it ain't the worth the cryin', |
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Lord, I've watched plenty: I'm lucky that way. |
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Lord, I've watched plenty: I'm lucky that way. |
