| There’s one more sip in this bottle of wine
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| A lonely star hangin' in the sky with a wish left on it
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| And it’s yours if you want it
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| And this wildflower from the neighbor’s yard
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| A real slow dance in the moonlight dark
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| This hand in my pocket
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| Oh baby, just call it
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| Cause it’s yours if you want it
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| And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
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| That’s been waitin' on a girl like you
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| I know it ain’t much
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| But it comes alive with every touch
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| Every kiss already feels like you own it
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| Baby, it’s yours if you want it
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| Half of this rickety front porch swing
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| Every word of every song I sing
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| My jacket when it’s cold
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| Oh baby, don’t you know?
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| You’ve got a place to lay your head
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| On the other side of my empty bed
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| And it’s just made for fallin'
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| And it’s yours if you want it
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| It’s yours if you want it
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| And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
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| That’s been waitin' on a girl like you
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| I know it ain’t much
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| But it comes alive with every touch
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| Every kiss already feels like you own it
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| Baby, it’s yours if you want it
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| It’s yours if you want it
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| Every dollar, every dime, every drop of rain, every single thing I could beg,
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| steal, or borrow
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| Every yesterday and tomorrow
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| Well every grain of sand on the beach
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| Every blade of grass under our feet
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| Baby, your name is written on it
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| And it’s yours if you want it
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| And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
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| That’s been waitin' on a girl like you
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| And I know it ain’t much
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| But it comes alive with every touch
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| Every kiss already feels like you own it
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| Baby it’s yours if you want it
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| Oh, oh
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| I swear, every dollar, every dime, every drop of rain, every single thing
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| That I could beg, steal, or borrow
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| Baby, your name is written on it
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| Baby, it’s yours if you want it |