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If you see her, say hello, she might be in Tangier |
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She left here last early spring, is livin' there, I hear |
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Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow |
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She might think that I've forgotten her, don't tell her it isn't so. |
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We had a falling-out, like lovers often will |
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And to think of how she left that night, it still brings me a chill |
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And though our separation, it pierced me to the heart |
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She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart. |
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If you get close to her, kiss her once for me |
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I always have respected her for busting out and gettin' free |
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Oh, whatever makes her happy, I won't stand in the way |
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Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay. |
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I see a lot of people as I make the rounds |
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And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town |
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And I've never gotten used to it, I've just learned to turn it off |
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Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft. |
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Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past |
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I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast |
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If she's passin' back this way, I'm not that hard to find |
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Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time. |
