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Last time I saw him |
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He sweetly kissed my lips |
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Last time I saw him |
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He said, "I'll be back for more of this" |
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Last time I saw him |
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We were crying at the bus |
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I knew he hated leaving |
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But he had to set us up |
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I gave him money |
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I know I invested well |
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Mamma doesn't trust him |
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But he loves me I can tell |
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Each day the Greyhound |
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Arrives at nine O clock |
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But I don't start my crying |
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Till that last mans gotten off |
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Last time I saw him |
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Last time I saw my honey |
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Last time I saw him |
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He was Greyhound-bound |
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But I'm still waiting here |
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Without a fear |
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That bus will someday turn around |
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I had no letter |
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It's been six months, maybe better |
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I try forgetting him |
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But I love him more then ever |
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I have decided |
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I've waited long enough |
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If there was nothing wrong |
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He would return right on that bus |
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There must be trouble |
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So I'm leavin' on the double |
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If he can't get to me |
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I know he needs me desperately |
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Last time I saw him |
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Last time I saw my honey |
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Last time I saw him |
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He was looking fine |
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And as he waved goodbye |
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He said, "Don't cry |
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I'm coming back, no rain or shine" |
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Last time I saw him |
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Last time I saw my honey |
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Last time I saw him |
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He was Greyhound-bound |
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And as he waved goodbye |
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He said "Don't cry |
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I'm coming back, no rain or shine" |
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Last time I saw him |
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He was looking fine |
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And as he waved goodbye |
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He said, "Don't cry |
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I'm coming back, no rain or shine" |
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Last time I saw him |