| Darlin', since you left, I’ve been living good
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| Traveling dirt roads through the woods
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| Shoes and shirts and my money stayed back home
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| A soul lost at land and free to roam
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| Oh, a shack in the back of an old graveyard, not a soul
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| A brand new ballgown, glitter and gold
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| Linens fine and pressed for sleepin' late
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| Darlin', it’ll all be gone when I awake
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| Who was here, my dear?
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| Who makes their bed and disappear?
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| Oh, I smell your trail, oh, I feel your fear
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| Goodnight, good day, hello, and Happy New Year
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| Ha, ooh
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| Aw, the rain was thick and I could not see your tears
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| How could you love me after all these years?
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| Summer came and springtime stole your heart
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| Darlin', it’s your shack in the back of my old graveyard
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| You were here, my dear
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| Who makes their bed and disappears?
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| Oh, I smell your trail, oh, I feel your fear
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| Goodnight, good day, hello, and Happy New Year
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| You were here, my dear
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| Who makes their bed and disappears?
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| Oh, I smell your trail, oh, I feel your fear
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| Good night, good day, hello, and Happy New Year
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| Good night, good day, hello, and Happy New Year |