| You were always there
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| For the last seven years
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| Sleepin' in our bed
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| Restin' your pretty little head
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| You started sleepin' lighter
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| And lighter every night
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| You were already up makin' coffee
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| By the dawn’s early light
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| Well, I was happy dreamin' in our happy home
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| Then I woke up, I was alone
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| It just dawned on me
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| You’re gone, you’re gone
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| An old flame caught your eye
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| And whispered in your ear
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| The songs of whiskey dreams
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| To spirit you away from here
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| Your mama and your daddy
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| Slept in a soft feather bed
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| I hope you wind up in the jail house
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| With the cement floor for your head
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| 'Cause I’ll be happy dreamin' in our happy home
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| I’ll wake up, I’ll be alone
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| It just dawned on me
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| You’re gone, thank God you’re gone |