| There’s a picture in my wallet
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| Where my money used to be
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| Of trouble in a sundress on a swing in Tennessee
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| From the first time that I saw you
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| I knew you’d own my heart
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| I’d have you for a while
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| Until you had to chase them stars
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| Annaleigh, so pretty like your mama
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| Got a heartbeat like no other
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| And a soul no one can tame
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| Annaleigh, there’s a world out there for taking
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| And I know you’ll find what’s waiting
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| And light some fires in the rain
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| I just hope that when you think of home
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| You think of me
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| Oh, my Annaleigh
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| Sometimes I get a minute
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| Sometimes I get a month
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| The come-and-gones don’t get easier
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| As time marches on
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| But I’ll know where to find you
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| Down any road you take
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| From the trail of broken pieces
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| From all the hearts you’ll break
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| Annaleigh, so pretty like your mama
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| Got a heartbeat like no other
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| And a soul no one can tame
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| Annaleigh, there’s a world out there for taking
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| And I know you’ll find what’s waiting
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| And light some fires in the rain
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| I just hope that when you think of home
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| You think of me
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| Oh, my Annaleigh
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| There’s a picture in my wallet
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| Another thousand on my phone
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| And anytime I need you
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| They bring you right back home
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| Annaleigh, so pretty like your mama
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| Got a heartbeat like no other
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| And a soul no one can tame
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| Annaleigh, there’s a world out there for taking
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| And I know you’ll find what’s waiting
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| And light some fires in the rain
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| I just hope that when you think of home
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| Oh, I pray to God when you think of home
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| Oh, you think of me
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| Oh, my Annaleigh
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| I love, I love my Annaleigh |