(Vince Bell)
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The sun, the moon and the stars
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They make the wind blow
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It took me twenty years to understand
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Lost to me are how the lives of friends go
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Like autumn leaves in Oklahoma wind
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But it made me strong to be on my own
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It never did me no harm to live all alone
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Oh, but now and then
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In the color of the evening
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Drunken in a barroom
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With a fan turning
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I've come to miss a few
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This afternoon was cloudy and the rains came
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Third day of my first day San Miguel
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Seems lately that I'm doubling as Storm bait
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I've been followed like a shadow through the dell
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But it made me strong to be on my own
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It never did me no harm to live all alone
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Oh, but now and then
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In the color of the evening
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Drunken in a barroom
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With a fan turning
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I've come to miss a few
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Dear friends and relations
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See what I have done
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I've gathered all my fingers in one place
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They breathe a breath that's deadly stale
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Since they tooled a song for me
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I guess mechanics never really set the pace
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Cause I'm back and I'm strong
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I'm here on my own
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It never did me no harm
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To live all alone
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Oh, but now and then
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In the color of the evening
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Drunken in a barroom
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With a fan turning
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I've come to miss a few
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The sun, the moon and the stars
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They make the wind blow
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It took me twenty years to understand
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But lost to me are how the lives of friends go
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Like autumn leaves in Oklahoma wind...oh, but now and then
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It's in the color of the evening
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Drunken in a barroom
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With a fan turning
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I'll come to miss a few
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The Sun, Moon, And Stars
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| Nanci Griffith |
