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Just as long as I can keep a lot a friends around me, |
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Oh, it helps to keep a worried mind occupied. |
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I do alright till dark of night surrounds me, |
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Then I think of her and then I cry. |
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Lord, there's a cold heart gone and I'm stoned at the jukebox, |
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Playin' I can't help it if I'm still in love with you. |
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Cause that's the kind of songs it takes to get all this ole hurtin' out, |
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Lord, I love that hurtin' music, cause I am hurtin', too. |
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Lord knows, I been runnin' up and down this ol' interstate 65, |
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I loved in Nashville, Tennessee high falutin' woman I tried, |
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Now I'm busted stone flat down in Springhill. |
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I got nothin' but time and the bottles to kill, |
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Well, I never thought I could ever feel like that. |
