| Morning’s come and, Lord, my mind is aching, yes, it is
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| The sunshine standing quietly at my door
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| Just to light the dawn my heart is silently breaking
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| But my tears go tumbling down to the floor
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| Once again the whole town will be talking
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| Lord, I can see the pity that’s in their eyes
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| They could never, never understand
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| It’s her sorrow, it’s not another man
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| And no matter what they say, baby, hm, I know you tried
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| I see you packing your things and I know you gonna leave me
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| But Lord, I know, and you know, you don’t wanna make me cry
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| Lord, it’s not her heart, it’s her mind
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| She didn’t mean to be unkind
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| She even woke me up to say bye-bye, bye-bye
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| It’s not her heart, Lord, it’s her mind
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| She didn’t mean to be unkind
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| She even woke me up to say bye-bye, bye-bye |