| There will be tears, I’ve no doubt
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| There may be smiles but a few
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| And when those tears have run out
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| You will be numb and blue
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| I can’t be there with you, but I can dream
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| I still dream dream dream, I still dream
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| My grandaddy was a player, pretty boy in a pair of gators
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| See I met him later on, think it was 1991
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| The only dad I’d ever know, but pretty soon he’d be gone too
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| Hide my face, hide my face, can’t let 'em see me crying
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| Cause these boys didn’t have no fathers neither
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| And they weren’t crying, my friend said it wasn’t so bad
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| You can’t miss what you ain’t had, well I can, I’m sad and
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| There will be tears, I’ve no doubt
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| There may be smiles but a few
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| And when those tears have run out
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| You will be numb and blue
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| I can’t be there, that’s all you had to say to me was
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| You couldn’t be there, why couldn’t you say to me
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| You won’t be there, you coulda warned me
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| You wouldn’t be here right here, you wouldn’t be here for me, no |