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I sat there some weeks before |
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You walked up those steps and through the door |
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And it's a hell of a thing |
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To be considering |
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If I had my bendin' bow |
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My string and my arrow |
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There wouldn't be a thing |
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Between you and my meaning |
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I'll remember your quiet way |
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Revisit it one quiet day |
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The tug and pull of you |
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Just might see me through |
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Lay your hand in mine |
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Remember what you promised we would find |
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I'll take you to where the green grasses grow |
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To a place where that we could go |
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That's where we belong |
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Where the trails meet the lines |
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Out among the gusty winds |
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And the Ponderosa pines |
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In the hallowed halls and circling hills |
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A man will do what he wills |
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Scratch those words right off your slate |
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You've had the time to recuperate |
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