| Tonight I hold the one I love far from the one at home
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| I picked her up some time ago and I never feel alone
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| I held on tight too many years to ever set her free
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| And though she’s not a lady she still means the world to me
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| She’s no lady but I love her, she’s been known to be untrue
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| She’s been knocked around and picked on, even dropped a time or two
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| She’s been passed around at parties, sat on everybody’s knees
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| This old guitar’s changed hands a time or two but it still belongs to me
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| It still belongs to me
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| --- Instrumental ---
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| She’s the one who keeps me from my wife and family half the time
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| She haunts me and she drives me to these honky tonk dives
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| I pick her up each evening as the neon starts to glow
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| And hold her closer to my heart than any lady’s ever known
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| She’s no lady but I love her, she’s been known to be untrue
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| She’s been knocked around and picked on, even dropped a time or two
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| She’s been passed around at parties, sat on everybody’s knees
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| This old guitar’s changed hands a time or two but it still belongs to me
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| It still belongs to me
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| She’s no lady but I love her, she’s been known to be untrue
|
| She’s been knocked around and picked on, even dropped a time or two
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| She’s been passed around at parties, sat on everybody’s knees
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| This old guitar’s changed hands a time or two but it still belongs to me
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| It still belongs to me… |