| Well, this water colored sunset’s gonna fade right into dark
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| And this tailgate’s gonna rust and this old truck will run out of starts
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| Wether I go first or you do, girl, one day we won’t be together
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| When you look at me, I just don’t believe some things can’t last forever
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| I’ll quit loving you when country roads don’t wind and curve
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| When cold beer don’t quench your thirst
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| When there ain’t an «Amen» in church
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| Baby, I’ll quit loving you
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| When the sun sets to the east
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| When the sky turns evergreen
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| Baby, don’t you ever think
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| That I’ll quit loving you, yeah
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| Well, I know it might sound crazy thinking this thing out that far
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| Well, that’s just how it sounds when a good ol' boy speaks from the heart
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| Yeah, every night you’re first in line each time I count my blessings
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| I’ll never quit believing, girl, that you were sent from heaven
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| But I’ll quit loving you when country roads don’t wind and curve
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| When cold beer don’t quench your thirst
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| When there ain’t an «Amen» in church
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| And baby, I’ll quit loving you
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| When the sun sets to the east
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| When the sky turns evergreen
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| Baby, don’t you ever think
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| That I’ll quit loving you, yeah
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| That I’ll quit loving you
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| Yeah, I’ll quit loving you when the Mississippi river runs dry
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| When Colorado Rockies ain’t high
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| When the Tennessee moon don’t shine
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| And baby, I’ll quit loving you
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| When the sun sets to the east
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| When the sky turns evergreen
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| Baby, don’t you ever think
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| That I’ll quit loving you, I’ll quit loving you
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| Yeah, that I’ll quit loving you, yeah. |
| yeah
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| Yeah, I’ll quit loving you |