| Well, it’s a long, hot night
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| And the stars are shining kinda extra bright
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| Sitting on the back porch glidin'
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| Whetting my appetite
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| Well, I’m a six-pack high
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| And start missing the light of my baby’s eyes
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| Wasn’t it beautiful, the kind of a soul they said would never die
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| Well, it’s muggy in the shack
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| And the backwoods are black
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| 'Cause the clouds hid the moon away
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| The light from my cigarette flickers in the dark
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| The only way she knows I’m here
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| Then suddenly the sounds of the fiddles and accordions
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| Sweetly begin to play and I can almost hear her sweet voice say
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| Come on Joe, just count to ten
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| Pull yourself together again
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| And come on Joe, you gotta get hold of this mood you’re in Come on Joe, you gotta be strong
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| You’re still young and life goes on to carry on
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| 'Til we’re together again
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| Hey, I know she’s right
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| But it’s hard to fight when you’re hurtin’so
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| I tried to walk out of that door before but I just can’t go With the tears and the laughter in every rafter in every room
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| Wasn’t it beautiful
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| Wasn’t it the kind of happiness and glow
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| Come on Joe
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| Hey, come on Joe
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| To carry on 'til we’re together again |