| I’m coming from a long line of pain
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| My family suffered greatly for my gain
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| And I think a lot about
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| How my daddy died
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| So I would not live with it
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| And his heart lives in my song
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| And the melody comes
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| And just as quickly the melody is gone
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| I’m back alone, far from home
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| Now my mamma’s all alone
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| I try to call her and see her when I’m home
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| And after all that she’s been through
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| Oh the doctor say: «There ain’t nothing we can do»
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| And her heart lives in my song
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| And the melody comes
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| And just as quickly the melody is gone
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| I’m back alone, far from home
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| There’s a bird outside my window
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| Who takes the song where he goes
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| And leaves it there
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| Like a dead man’s rocking chair
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| And tonight I’m feeling lost and
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| Headin' down the highway out to Boston
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| I get the sense I might lose it
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| I thank God tonight for the luck I got in music
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| 'Cause my heart lives in this song
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| But the melody comes
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| And just as quickly, the melody is gone
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| I’m back alone, far from home |