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I don't drink as much as I ought to |
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Lately that just ain't my style |
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The hard times don't hurt like they used to |
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They pass quicker like when I was wild |
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Somehow I've learned how to listen |
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For a sound like the sun going down |
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In the magic that morning is bringing |
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There's a song for the life I have found |
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It keeps my feet on the ground |
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( guitar - dobro ) |
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The mid summer days ain't so heavy |
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They just flow like a breeze through your mind |
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And nothing appears in a hurry |
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To make up for some old lost times |
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And somehow I've learned how to listen... |
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Somehow I've learned how to listen... |