| The last time I thought about leavin',
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| Was the last time I made her cry.
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| I talked myself out of believin',
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| That true, true love never dies.
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| The first time I thought of returnin',
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| Was just ten lonesome miles out of town.
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| But my foolish pride kept these wheels a-turnin',
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| Yeah, there was nothin' on this earth gonna shut me down.
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| But if I had one drop of water,
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| For each and every tear that I have cried.
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| I’d sail back to her on an ocean of sorrow.
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| True, true love never dies.
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| Well, the fires of anger turn to ashes,
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| Your pride will forsake you by and by.
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| The lonesome is not surely passin',
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| That ol' true, true love never dies.
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| But if I had one drop of water,
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| For each and every tear that I have cried.
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| I’d sail back to her on an ocean of sorrow.
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| True, true love never dies.
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| No, it never does.
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| Well, if I had one drop of water,
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| For each and every tear that I have cried.
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| Well, I’d sail back to her on an ocean of sorrow.
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| True, true love never dies.
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| Well, I’d sail back to her on an ocean of sorrow.
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| True, true love never dies.
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| It never dies.
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| It never does.
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| No, No, No.
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| True true love.
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| True true love.
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| True true love. |