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(Allison Moorer/Doyle Primm) |
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When the quiet in this old house shows no mercy |
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And the lonesome just won't go away |
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That's when your restless spirit haunts me |
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And I swear, |
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I hear you call my name |
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I always loved the sound of your sweet voice |
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But now that sounds makes my poor heart break |
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You're long gone, baby, that's for certain ' |
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Cause I'm a hurtin', when |
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I hear you call my name |
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I pray when |
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I pass on over |
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That we will meet in the place where lost souls stay |
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Maybe then, when |
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I look over my shoulder |
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You'll be there, when |
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I hear you call my name |
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I always loved the sound of your sweet voice |
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But now that sounds makes my poort heart break |
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You're long gone, baby, that's for certain ' |
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Cause I'm a hurtin', when |
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I hear you call my name |
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I'm certain, |
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I hear you call my name |
