| Clyde woke up real early while Edna was still asleep
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| Got dressed and had some coffee, then found his set of keys
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| He pulled on his levi jacket, he headed for the door
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| The kitchen smelled like dinner from the night before
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| A rumbling exhaust pipe woke Edna from her sleep
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| She stumbled like a drunkard yelling Clyde you wait for me
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| But Clyde was going nowhere, just sitting in his truck
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| Staring with a poker face, like he’d run out of luck
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| Cause any fool would’ve turned and run
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| Any fool would’ve walked away
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| Any fool would’ve given up
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| But an ordinary man, he chose to stay
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| Now Edna, she couldn’t say too much, she’d seen that look before
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| She kept tapping on Clyde’s window, till he opened up the door
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| Then she put her arms around him, she never said a word
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| And Clyde turned on the radio and neither of them heard
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| He said Edna why don’t you hop in, I think I’ll call in sick
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| There’s three one ways to a dead end street, now you just take your pick
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| And she pointed to the ballfield and the park where they first kissed
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| And Clyde grinned like he found something that he had almost missed
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| They spent that day in freedom, they hung on for many more
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| Raised up quite a family, they found what love was for
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| And the aging never slowed them down, they leaned on faith, not luck
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| Still out taking Sunday drives in Clyde’s old beat up truck
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| You know Edna, she ain’t no movie star and Clyde’s a little slow
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| The shopping mall’s replaced the park where they both used to go
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| But that’s why they’ve both got each other, so they can keep their dreams alive
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| The simple dreams, the common man, still stand the test of time |