| Leaving you, girl, heading down the road
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| You left me many burden, such a heavy load
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| And it sure does wig me out
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| When I think about what went down
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| Crossroad of my life passed her
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| When a phase couldn’t begin to recognized
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| Roll on through my mind
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| Till I took the time to concentrate on you
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| You can teach me lots of lesson
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| You can bring me lot of gold
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| But you just can’t live in Texas
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| If you don’t have lot of soul
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| Leaving you now for the very last time
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| Leaving you now, really blown your mind
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| And where you’re living now
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| You are finding how the other half lives
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| You can teach me lots of lessons
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| You can bring me lot of gold
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| But you just can’t live in Texas
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| If you don’t have lot of soul
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| Leaving you now for the very last time
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| You really did it this time when you blown your mind
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| Some day a change will come
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| And you’ll be beside me one more time, one more time
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| And you will be beside me one more time
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| You will be by me just one more time |