| A heart on the run keeps a hand on the gun
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| You can't trust anyone
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| I was so sure what I needed was more
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| Tried to shoot out the sun
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| Days when we raged, we flew off the page
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| Such damage was done
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| But I made it through, 'cause somebody knew
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| I was meant for someone
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| So girl, leave your boots by the bed
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| We ain't leaving this room
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| Till someone needs medical help
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| Or the magnolias bloom
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| It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop wood
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| So cover me up and know you're enough
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| To use me for good
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| Put your faith to the test when I tore off your dress
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| In Richmond on high
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| But I sobered up and I swore off that stuff
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| Forever this time
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| And the old lover's sing
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| “I thought it'd be me who helped him get home”
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| But home was a dream
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| One I'd never seen till you came along
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| So girl, hang your dress up to dry
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| We ain't leaving this room
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| Till Percy Priest breaks open wide
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| And the river runs through
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| And carries this house on the Stones
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| Like a piece of driftwood
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| Cover me up and know you're enough
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| To use me for good
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| So girl, leave your boots by the bed
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| We ain't leaving this room
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| Till someone needs medical help
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| Or the magnolias bloom
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| It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop wood
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| So cover me up and know you're enough
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| To use me for good
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| Cover me up and know you're enough
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| To use me for good |