| By bobby whitlock
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| Theres a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean,
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| And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems,
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| cause I miss her.
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| Shes the only girl Ive cared for, the only one Ive known.
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| And no one ever shared more love than weve known.
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| And I miss her.
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| But it all seems so strange to see,
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| That shed never turn her back on me And leave without a last goodbye.
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| And if she winds up walking the streets,
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| Loving every other man she meets
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| Wholl be the one to answer why?
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| Lord, I hope its not me, its not me.
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| And if I never see her face again, I never hold her hand.
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| And if shes in somebodys arms, I know Ill understand
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| But I miss that girl. |
| I still miss that girl.
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| Maybe someday soon, somewhere. |