| When the rain comes down
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| Through the hole in the roof
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| And every nail in the house
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| Is coming loose
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| A for sale sign stuck in the yard
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| The day it sells is gonna break her heart
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| She knows I’m out there doing the best I can
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| Trying to keep these wolves away with my bare hands
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| We work and scrape and fight and pray until it hurts
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| I lean on her, she leans on me
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| That’s what we do
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| When ends don’t meet
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| When I drag it home
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| Dead on my feet
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| If she worries at all
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| She don’t let on to me
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| Her simple smile can say so much
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| Her ten dollar dress looks like a million bucks
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| She knows I’m out there doing the best I can
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| Trying to keep these wolves away with my bare hands
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| We work and scrape and fight and pray until it hurts
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| I lean on her, she leans on me
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| That’s what we do
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| When ends don’t meet
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| We hold on a little longer
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| A little tighter, a little stronger
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| We love a little deeper
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| And we dance across the kitchen
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| She knows I’m out there doing the best I can
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| Trying to keep these wolves away with my bare hands
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| We work and scrape we fight and pray until it hurts
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| I lean on her, she leans on me
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| That’s what we do
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| Yeah that’s what we do
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| When ends don’t meet
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| When ends don’t meet |