| I remember waking in the morning
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| To the sound of the rooster’s crow
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| Mamma cooking in the kitchen
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| Arthur Godfrey on the radio
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| Me and Dad were just like strangers
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| We never did see eye to eye
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| Came to blows one Sunday morning
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| So I packed my bags and I said goodbye
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| CHORUS
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| When you leave that way you can never go back
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| A train won’t run on a torn up track
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| Sometimes I wish I’d never roamed, oh no
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| 'Cause when you leave that way you can never go home
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| Then I met a girl in Knoxville
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| Oh, we set our wedding day
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| I left her standing at the alter
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| With a baby on the way
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| REPEAT CHORUS
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| Lord I’d love to see my mom and daddy
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| And what I’d give to hold that boy of mine
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| I’d get down on my knees and I’d say I’m sorry
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| If I could only go back one more time
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| But I killed a man in Houston
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| When he caught me with his wife
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| And I told the preacher man to leave me alone
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| When he came to read my rights
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| CHORUS
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| He said son, when you leave this way you can never come back
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| A soul won’t roll on a torn up track
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| All through eternity you’ll roam alone
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| 'Cause when you leave this way you can never come home
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| All through eternity you’ll roam alone
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| 'Cause when you leave this way you can never come home |