| There was a little girl
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| I had planned to marry
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| This was my love
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| I didn’t want to share it I thought that love would
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| Make my life bright and sunny
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| She said she couldn’t love me Cause I didn’t have no money
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| So, every day, I have to cry some
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| Every day, I have to cry some
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| Drive the water from my eyes some
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| Every day, I have to cry
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| I had me a girl
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| And yes, I really loved her
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| Every night, well, I was
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| Thinking of her
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| But you can’t
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| Mix love with money
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| Cause if you do You’re gonna hurt somebody
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| And every day, I have to cry some
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| Every day, I have to cry some
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| Dry the water from my eyes some
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| Every day, I have to cry
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| Now, Lord, I know
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| That I’m just a poor man
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| But is it wrong to love
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| Cause I’m not a rich man
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| But you can’t
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| Mix love with money
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| Cause every time
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| It hurts somebody
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| And every day, I have to cry some
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| Every day, I have to cry some
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| Dry the water from my eyes some
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| Every day, I have to cry
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| But you can’t
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| Mix love with money
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| Cause if you do You’re gonna hurt somebody
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| Every day, I have to, ooh, cry some
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| Every day, I have to cry some… |