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(Dry the water from my eyes some; |
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Every day, I have to cry...) |
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Lord, I know that I'm just a poor girl, |
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But is it wrong to love, 'cause I'm not a rich girl? |
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I thought that love would make my life bright and sunny; |
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They said I couldn't love him 'cause he didn't have no money... |
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So every day, I have to cry some; |
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Every day, I have to cry some... |
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Dry the water from my eyes some; |
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Every day, I have to cry... |
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I had me a guy, I guess I really loved him, |
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'Cause every night, I was always thinking of him... |
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But you can't mix love with money, |
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'Cause if you do, it's gonna hurt somebody... |
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So every day, I have to cry some; |
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Every day, I have to cry some... |
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Dry the water from my eyes some; |
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Every day, I have to cry... |
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(Every day, I have to cry some, |
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Every day, I have to cry...) |
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Lord, I know that I'm just a poor girl, |
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But is it wrong to love, 'cause I'm not a rich girl? |
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I thought that love would make my life bright and sunny; |
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They said I couldn't love him 'cause I didn't have no money... |
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So every day, I have to cry some; |
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Every day, I have to cry some... |
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Dry the water from my eyes some; |
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Every day, I have to cry... |
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Every day, I have to cry some; |
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Every day, I have to cry some... |
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Dry the water from my eyes some; |
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Every day, I have to cry... |
