| Here comes Sunday morning and we’re stuck in Bowling Green
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| Another postcard from a tired town
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| Everybody’s hungry and we’re short on gasoline
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| There’s nothing here but empty sky for miles around
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| And since it gets this way I guess
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| I must have made an awful mess
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| I wish you best when all the rest goes wrong
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| You never said you loved me but I can read it in your eyes
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| You can’t hide yourself, no matter how you try
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| I’m sick of all this wanting and I’m trying to realize
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| How something so good could just come and pass you by
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| I can’t forget the things we said
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| Or nail them 'neath the coffin lid
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| My arms are lead, my soul is ready for you
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| So love me just a little, baby, I’m here on my knees
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| My heart plays like a fiddle, baby, all you do is tease
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| I’m begging please, I’m begging please
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| I’m begging please, yeah
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| I know sometimes it feels just like we never can agree
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| I know sometimes I feel so far away
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| But I don’t believe in nothing that don’t believe in me
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| I don’t believe you hear me when I say
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| That someday you’ll be sad like me
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| Picked and tricked and had like me
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| And someday you’ll be calling out my name
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| So love me just a little, baby, I’m here on my knees
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| My heart plays like a fiddle, baby, all you do is tease
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| I’m begging please, I’m begging please
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| I’m begging please, please, oh yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Love Me Just A Little, I'm Down Here On My Knees , by - Jackie Greene. Song from the album The Dig Years, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня