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Song came and went |
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Like the times that we spent |
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Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent |
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I laughed and she'd smile |
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It would last for awhile |
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You don't know what you've got |
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Till you lose it all again |
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Listen to the mandolin rain |
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Listen to the music on the lake |
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Oh, listen to my heart break |
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Every time she runs away |
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Oh, listen to the banjo wind |
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A sad song drifting low |
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Listen to the tears roll |
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Down my face as she turns to go |
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Cool evening dance |
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Listen to the bluegrass band |
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Takes the chill from the air |
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Until they play the last song |
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I'll do my time |
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Oh, keeping you off my mind |
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But there's moments that I find |
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I'm not feeling so strong |
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Listen to the mandolin rain |
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Listen to the music on the lake |
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Oh, listen to my heart break |
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Every time she runs away |
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Oh, listen to the banjo wind |
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A sad song drifting low |
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Listen to the tears roll |
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Down my face as she turns to go |
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Runnin' down by the lake shore |
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She did love the sound of a summer storm |
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Played on the lake like a mandolin |
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Now it's washing her away, once again |
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Whoa, again |
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Boats steaming in |
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Oh, watch the side wheels spin |
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And I think about her when |
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I hear that whistle blow |
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I can't change my mind |
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Oh, I knew all the time that she'd go |
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But that's a choice I made long ago |
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Listen to the mandolin rain |
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Listen to the music on the lake |
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Oh, listen to my heart break |
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Every time she runs away |
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Oh, listen to the banjo wind |
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A sad song drifting low |
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Listen to the tears roll |
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Down my face as she turns to go |
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As she turns to go |
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Listen to the, listen to the mandolin rain |
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Listen to the tears roll |
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Down my face as she turns to go |
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Listen to the tears roll |
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Down my face as she turns to go |
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Listen to the mandolin rain |
