| Alright
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| If you don’t, believe that I’m leavin'
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| Just count the days that I’m gone
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| If you don’t, believe that I’m leavin'
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| Just count the days I’m gone
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| I gave you my heart
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| You gave me hurt
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| I gave you my sugar
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| And all you did was give me dirt
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| You said that I wouldn’t have the nerve, to leave yah
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| And if I did, I’d be the one to grieve yah
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| Well if you don’t, believe I’m leavin'
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| Just count the days that I’m gone
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| (1−2-3−4-5−6-7) Go ahead, get you pen and paper
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| If you don’t, believe that I’m leavin' you
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| Then count the days that I’m gone
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| No more tears, I got someone new
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| To do the things, that you refused to do
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| See a woman needs, care, love and protection
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| I could never find you, when I needed affection
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| If you don’t, believe that I’m leavin'
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| Just count the days that I’m gone
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| I’ll be gone for long boy
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| Oh you, you won’t have the chance
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| Again, to treat me wrong
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| It’s been a', a long, long time comin'
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| And I’ll be a', a long, long time gone
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| And if you don’t, believe I’m leavin'
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| Just count the days that I’m gone
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| (1−2-3−4-5−6-7) coz I’ll be gone for a long one
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| If you don’t, believe That I’m leavin
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| Count the days, the days that I’m gone
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| If you don’t, believe that I’m leavin' you
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| You better get a pen, you better get some paper and a calculator
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| If you don’t, believe that I’m leavin' yah
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| Then you’re miss sorely mistaken boy
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| (count the day’s that I’m gone)
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| Don’t wait up, on me
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| (count the days that I’m gone)
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| Ye-ah, Ye-ah, If you don’t believe I’m leavin' you
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| You got, a shock coming
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| If you don’t believe I’m almost through
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| You got a shock, a shock coming boy
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| Uh
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| Oh-oh
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| Oh-oh Oh-oh
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| If you don’t believe I’m leaving
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| If you don’t believe I’m not grieving
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| If you don’t believe me boy
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| Then you’re, what we call, in denial |