| He was just another boy from Georgia
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| Playing in a rock-n-roll band
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| I was living in L.A., in a Hollywood way
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| Then I met him and he loved me
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| We got married
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| Now he’s too far gone to hold me
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| Too far gone, he doesn’t wanna know me
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| Too far gone, and he doesn’t really know
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| No he’ll never get to know his son
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| Now I know that I’m a stubborn woman
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| But I knew he was a passionate man
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| Though our feelings were intense
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| Our problems were immense
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| But we tried hard and we held on
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| But we let it go
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| Now he’s too far gone to hold me
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| Too far gone, he doesn’t wanna know me
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| Too far gone, and he doesn’t really know
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| No he’ll never get to know his son
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| It’s hard to cut it loose
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| But only one man holds the key
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| To what I did to many men
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| Was finally done to me
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| Now I’m tryin' not to fall to pieces
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| But I think about him every day
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| When I lay down by his side
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| Tears of love would fill my eyes
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| Ooh I loved him and he loved me
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| But we let it go
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| Too far gone
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| Too far gone
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| And he doesn’t really know
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| God, he’ll never get to know his son, his son |