| Yeah, Daddy said, «Son I’m sorry
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| You and Sheila ain’t getting along
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| And if she’s so dead set on leaving you, boy
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| Why ain’t she already gone
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| Yeah, you better break out some sweet talking
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| 'Cause I promise you you’re gonna miss her
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| And I know what I’d do
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| If my baby left me
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| Pack up my things and go with her.»
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| CHORUS:
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| You don’t stay with the one you can live with
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| It’s the one that you can’t live without
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| It’s the one that’s got you tore up in pieces, boy
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| It’s the one you keep talking about
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| Pride’s a tough pill to swallow
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| It’ll leave you lonely and cold and bitter
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| So what you need to do
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| If she’s gonna leave you
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| You better pack up and go with her
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| Daddy said, «Son, I’m through preaching
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| I’ve said all I’m gonna say
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| Now if you love her as much as I think you do
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| You’re a fool if she gets away
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| She can go anywhere that she wants to
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| Don’t give up, no don’t quit her
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| Do like I did when your momma left me
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| Hell, I just packed up and went with her.»
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| CHORUS:
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| You don’t stay with the one you can live with
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| It’s the one that you can’t live without
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| It’s the one that’s got you tore up in pieces, boy
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| It’s the one you keep fretting about
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| Pride’s a tough pill to swallow
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| It’ll leave you lonely, cold and bitter
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| What you need to do
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| If she’s gonna leave you
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| Pack up your things and go with her
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| CHORUS:
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| You don’t stay with the one you can live with
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| It’s the one that you can’t live without
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| It’s the one that’s got you tore up in pieces, boy
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| It’s the one you keep crying about
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| Pride’s a tough pill to swallow
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| It’ll leave you lonely, cold and bitter
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| What you need to do
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| If she’s gonna leave you
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| Better pack up and go with her
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| Yeah, I know what I did
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| When my baby left me
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| I packed up my things and went with her |