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(Steve Earle) |
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I remember holdin' on to you |
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All them long and lonely nights I put you through |
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Somewhere in there I'm sure I made you cry |
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But I can't remember if we said goodbye. |
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But I recall all of them nights down in Mexico |
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One place I may never go in my life again |
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Was I just off somewhere or just too high |
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But I can't remember if we said goodbye. |
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I only miss you every now and then |
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Like the soft breeze blowin' up from the Caribbean |
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Most Novembers I break down and cry |
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Cause I can't remember if we said goodbye. |
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But I recall all of them nights down in Mexico |
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One place I will never go in my life again |
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Was I just off somewhere or just too high |
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But I can't remember if we said goodbye. |
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No, I can't remember if we said goodbye. |
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Goodbye, goodbye... |
