| I remember the day I caught the train
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| I was standin? |
| out at the rail road crossing soakin? |
| wet with rain
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| Now I realized fortune and fame is not for me
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| And all those pretty stories ain? |
| t what they? |
| re cooked up to be
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| I know every move I made was wrong
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| If I had any sense I? |
| d go back home
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| Yeah, my mother stood cryin?, my father had an achin? |
| heart
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| He said, ?Girl, girl, please don? |
| t let us part?
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| My sweetheart stood cryin? |
| and I cried a little bit too
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| But I didn? |
| t have the will power to stop, I had to do what I had to do
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| Now I realize every move I made was wrong
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| If I had any sense I? |
| d go back home
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| My baby wrote me said
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| ?Baby, baby, come back to your good man? |
| s side"
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| But I can? |
| t go back now, I got too much pride
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| I? |
| m havin? |
| so much trouble I don? |
| t know what to do
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| There? |
| s nothin? |
| but my mother and father? |
| s prayers that? |
| s seein? |
| me through
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| I know I stayed away too long
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| If I had any sense I? |
| d go back home
|
| My baby wrote me said
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| ?Baby, baby, Please come back to your good man? |
| s side"
|
| But I can? |
| t go back now, I got too much pride
|
| I? |
| m havin? |
| so much trouble I don? |
| t know what to do
|
| There? |
| s nothin? |
| but my mother and father? |
| s prayers that? |
| s seein? |
| me through
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| I know I stayed away too long
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| If I had any sense I? |
| d go back home |