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I wake up there's no smell of bacon frying |
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And it's hard realizing she won't be home no more, no more |
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I go to work in rough dried shirts I can't call on my break |
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Oh, how it hurts to know she won't be home no more, no more |
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This dog of mine seems half alive, he misses her too |
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I can see it in his eyes, she never left before, before |
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This used to be the home of Johnnie Mae |
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This used to be the bed where Johnnie used to lay |
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But she's not here no more, no more |
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Let me talk to you for a minute now |
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I can't explain just how I feel, I can't believe that it's for real |
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She's not here no more, no more, this used to be her easy chair |
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But the chair looks uneasy without her sitting there |
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She never left before, before |
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Now and then her friends drop in, it takes my breath away |
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When I have to say, she don't live here no more, no more |
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This used to be the home of Johnnie Mae |
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This used to be the yard where Johnnie used to play |
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But she don't live here no more, no more |
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She don't live here no more, no more |
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Now and then her friends drop in, it takes my breath away |
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When I have to say she don't live here no more, no more |
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This used to be the home of Johnnie Mae |
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This used to be the bed where Johnnie used to lay |
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But she's not here no more, no |
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This used to be the home of Johnnie Mae |
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This used to be the bed where Johnnie used to lay |
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But she's not here no more, no more |
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This used to be the home of Johnnie Mae |
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This used to be the bed where Johnnie used to lay |
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But she don't live here no more, no more |
