| I’m hanging on to my peace of mind
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| I just don’t know
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| I’m hanging on to those good times, baby
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| Just want to let them roll
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| I’m gonna make it to the light and joy
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| I’ll tell you why
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| I got a woman who can take me there
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| The apple of my eye
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| Oh, I just don’t know, no no, no, no
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| Oh, I love her so
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| Don’t let me see that morning paper
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| Because I don’t need those dues
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| It’s just the same old murder movie
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| But they call it the news
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| I’ll tell you what would be some story
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| And what would set me free
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| Is if the same thing happened to everybody
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| That just happened to me
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| Oh, I just don’t know, no, no, no, no
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| Oh, I’ll never let her go, no, no, no
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| And every time I hear somebody
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| Sneaking up behind
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| Oh, I turn around but I still hear that sound
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| And just when I’m about to lose my mind
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| Here comes my baby
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| Singing like a nightingale
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| Coming my way
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| Down along that devastation trail
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| Well, tell the Lord above
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| She’s got a brand of love that cannot fail
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| The apple of my eye, my inspiration too
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| She’s got a lead on my heart and my soul
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| And she knows just what to do
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| But wait a minute, here comes my baby
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| Singing like a nightingale
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| Coming my way
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| Down along that devastation trail
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| Well, let the fires burn
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| And let the floods return, we will prevail
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| Hanging on to my peace of mind
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| I just don’t know |