| Sittin' at the bar I overheard a couple guys, one was complaining
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| About his life and his wife and everyday things
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| Said, his kids were getting' big and getting' hard to handle
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| The other guy was sipping whiskey, wasn’t saying a thing
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| The first guy kept talking for what seemed like forever
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| Said, I never have money or time like I used to
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| He went on and on, till the second guy finally sat down his whiskey
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| Looked him straight in the eye and said, lucky you.
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| You don’t know what it feels like living this lonely
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| You don’t know what it sounds like when nobody’s home
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| You’ve been talking and man, I’ve been doing some listening
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| You don’t know what you’re missing, till it’s gone
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| The second guy said, I used to have all your problems
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| But hindsight’s 20/20 and a fool is blind
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| So, please excuse me if I have to end our conversation
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| And forgive me if I can’t sympathize
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| You don’t know what you’re missing till it’s gone |