From Life Is But A Wheel:
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It wasn't but a year that we was married When you'd thought I'd had all that I'd need Lord, just when life was like a bowl of cherries You made me bury all my hopes and dreams Now it's just a heartache left behind me And all I've got in front of me's to roam Because it seems no matter where I've let this old hat hang There ain't no place I can go to quite like home Lord, I'm tired of paying dues I gave you all I had to lose Won't you bring her back to me? Make things like they used to be? Lord I'm tired of singing blues I've walked the holes right through these shoes And with every step I've wished you'd took me too I still recall that night back in the hometown When I'd thought I'd saw her in the falling snow But they laughed at me as I checked at every hotel- I guess a ghost don't need to come in from the cold Lord, ever since that night I've kept to searching And I've looked in every bottle I could find Though I've tried my best to stop this damn thinking I couldn't drink enough to get her off my mind Lord, I'm tired of paying dues I gave you all I had to lose Won't you bring her back to me? Make things like they used to be? Lord I'm tired of singing blues I've walked the holes right through these shoes And with every step I've wished you'd took me too |
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