| Tommy Still drives that ol’pickup truck
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| He had back in high school
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| He says he won’t trade it in
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| 'Cause they don’t make 'em like they used to His wife Donna’s got a picture of Elvis
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| By the clock in the kitched
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| Her hair and Clothes come back in style
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| Ever now and then
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| They made a promise on their wedding day
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| Nothin’s gonna take this feeling away
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| Let the world turn
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| Let the years drift by The fire will burn
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| In their hearts just as bright
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| Time may take it’s toll
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| But their love won’t grow old
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| And if they live to be a hundred and one
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| They’re still gonna die young
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| Tommy spent years fixin’wheels and brakes
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| at the texaco on the highway
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| Donna kept the kids and did Permanent waves
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| At the beauty shop on fridays
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| It’s been forty years but who’d ever know
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| By the way they carry on Just the same two kids as much in love
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| as the day they married on They made a promise on there wedding day
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| Nothings gonna take this feeling away
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| Gonna die young
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| They’re still gonna die young |