| I swore that I was living free
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| Oh, you couldn’t talk to me
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| And the pride that kept me, didn’t want no company
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| Early morning subway train
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| Feeling lost and running late
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| Well, he held the car, he gave his seat to me
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| And I can’t find nothing feels so fine as loving
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| A good hearted man
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| Oh he can soothe me, free me, oh I’m gonna marry
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| That good hearted man
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| I told him that he’d better go
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| 'Cause I was crazy and impossible
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| That my love was broken, my dreams had run off wild
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| Patient as the easy rain
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| Oh he never turned away
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| Calling, «Hey sweet woman, you know you’re not a child.»
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| And I can’t find nothing feels so fine as loving
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| A good hearted man
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| Oh he can soothe me, free me, oh I’m gonna marry
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| That good hearted man
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| Good hearted man, now the night makes sense
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| Because your tenderness is sheltering me
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| So I’m trading in that hothead kid
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| For a woman I can give to him
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| And it ain’t easy, but I’m gonna do the best I can
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| For that good hearted man
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| You know there just ain’t nothing feels so fine as loving
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| A good hearted man
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| Oh he can soothe me, free me, oh I’m gonna marry
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| That good hearted man
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| Oh and I’m grateful, grateful, got to say thank you
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| To a good hearted man |