| I thought it better not to talk about the letter that you sent
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| It was no one else’s business, it was barely even mine
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| And the situation went the way the situation went
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| We shook that shit off of our shoes a hundred thousand times
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| Well won’t you miss your whiskey in the wintertime, my dear
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| The way that I’ve been missing you this fall
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| And cheap champagne don’t dull the pain of ringing in the year
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| Wondering if you think of me at all
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| Well the fool I loved in Kansas was the fool I loved the best
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| You were fool enough to fall in love with me
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| We were two tornadoes touching down out in the old Midwest
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| And we did our best at dodging the debris
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| Well won’t you miss your whiskey in the wintertime, my dear
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| The way that I’ve been missing you this fall
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| And cheap champagne don’t dull the pain of ringing in the year
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| Wondering if you think of me at all
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| With a little more resolve I might be somewhere else with you
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| But I make no resolution of the kind
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| So I guess it’s just God blessing you did all that you could do
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| Let all acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind
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| To roman candles cut across a January sky
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| Well won’t you miss your whiskey in the wintertime, my dear
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| The way that I’ve been missing you this fall
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| And cheap champagne don’t dull the pain of ringing in the year
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| Wondering if you think of me at all
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| Well I still wonder about you sometimes, you know |