| The man on the radio
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| Said it’s never been so cold
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| And it’s comin' tomorrow night
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| It’s gonna be a rainy day
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| I wish that I could stay
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| Oh, you know that’s my favorite kind
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| I don’t need your sympathy
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| But I’d sure like your company today
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| So just sit here, talk to me
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| 'Cause I believe I’ll have to go away
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| Do you really think she looks like me?
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| That’s hard for me to see
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| But it’s awf’lly nice of you
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| But how’d she get to be so small?
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| That ain’t like us at all
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| Guess she got some of her daddy too
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| I remember you that age
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| I’d have to say I always liked you best
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| Smilin' sweet without a care
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| But darlin' don’t you dare tell the rest
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| I know
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| There’s so much I’m gonna miss
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| So slow
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| Hard to see it goin' down like this
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| Did you hear?
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| At the end you see a light
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| Well my dear
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| I can see it here tonight
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| I can see it all so clear
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| Has it been fifty years
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| Since the day Kennedy died?
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| That boy sittin' next to me
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| I would not have believed
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| He’d be here, still by my side
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| The years came down like fallin' leaves
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| New branches on the old same tree |
| I loved them and they loved me
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| I know
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| There’s so much I’m gonna miss
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| So slow
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| Hard to see it goin' down like this
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| Did you hear?
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| At the end you see a light
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| Well my dear
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| I know
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| There’s so much I’m gonna miss
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| So slow
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| Hard to see it goin' down like this
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| Did you hear?
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| At the end you see a light
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| Well my dear
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| I can see it here tonight |