| Bobby said he’d pull out, Bobby stayed in
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| Janey had a baby, it wasn’t any sin
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| They were set to marry on a summer day
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| Bobby got scared and he ran away
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| Jane moved in with her ma out on Shawnee Lake
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| She sighed, «Ma sometimes my whole life feels like one big mistake»
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| She settled in in a back room time passed on
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| Later that winter a son come along
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| Spare parts
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| And broken hearts
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| Keep the world turnin' around
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| Now Janey walked that baby across the floor night after night
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| But she was a young girl and she missed the party lights
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| Meanwhile in South Texas in a dirty oil patch
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| Bobby heard 'bout his son bein' born and swore he wasn’t ever goin' back
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| Spare parts
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| And broken hearts
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| Keep the world turnin' around
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| Janey heard about a woman over in Calverton
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| Put her baby in the river, let the river roll on
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| She looked at her boy in the crib where he lay
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| Got down on her knees cried till she prayed
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| Mist was on the water low run the tide
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| Janey held her son down at the riverside
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| Waist deep in the water how bright the sun shone
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| She lifted him in her arms and carried him home
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| As he lay sleeping in her bed, Janey took a look around at everything
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| Went to a drawer in her bureau and got out her old engagement ring
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| Took out her wedding dress, tied that ring up in its sash
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| Went straight down to the pawn shop man and walked out with some good cold cash
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| Spare parts
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| And broken hearts
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| Keep the world turnin' around |