| She didn’t see me see her cryin'
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| As she sat there by the window
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| On a southbound Greyhound leavin' town
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| The hardest thing I’ve ever done
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| Was to walk away and let that woman go
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| 'Cause she came close to turnin' me around
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| Now I know she missed her mama
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| 'Cause that’s the kind of life she comes from
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| Ain’t no kinda life I’m ever gonna have
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| She said she’d call me from the station
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| But I’ll be gone before she gets there
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| And I’ll see her every time I’m lookin' back
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| Heaven knows I ain’t no angel
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| And I don’t always do the right thing
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| And right now I know that she don’t understand
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| But I’ll sleep better knowin'
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| The only thing I ever loved
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| Is on that bus to Birmingham
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| Tonight I’ll slip back in the shadows
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| And I’ll sip a glass of whiskey
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| And I’ll try to keep from whisperin' her name
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| But there’s some highways I ain’t driven
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| And there’s some towns that I ain’t lived in
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| And there’s some times that I can’t get out of the rain
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| And Lord I can’t bear to break
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| Another promise that I made her
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| So I made out like I wanted her to go
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| And I’m better off believin'
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| That she’s better off without me
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| 'Cause I don’t want her to see me do her wrong
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| Heaven knows I ain’t no angel
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| And I don’t always do the right thing
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| And right now I know that she don’t understand
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| But I’ll sleep better knowin'
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| The only thing I ever loved
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| Is on that bus to Birmingham
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| Heaven knows I don’t always do the right thing
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| And right now I know that she don’t understand
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| But I’ll sleep better knowin'
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| The only thing I ever loved
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| Is on that bus to Birmingham |