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A woman can only lean so long |
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'Til the sense of who she is is gone |
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I had a man that I leaned on for years |
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I know he thought I'd never leave |
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And I never really did believe |
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That I would ever get from him to here |
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Then I walked along |
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And it made me strong |
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To stand on my own and face my fears |
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I had to go through hell |
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But I found myself |
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On the long hard road |
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From him to here |
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There were no signs to point the way |
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It was step by step and day by day |
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At times my faith just seemed to disappear |
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But I never thought of turning back |
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A woman's pride won't stand for that |
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And I was bound to get from him to here |
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Then I walked along |
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And it made me strong |
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To stand on my own and face my fears |
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I had to go through hell |
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But I found myself |
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On the long hard road |
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From him to here |
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Then I walked along |
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And it made me strong |
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To stand on my own and face my fears |
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I had to go through hell |
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But I found myself |
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On the long hard road |
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From him to here |