(Nanci Griffith)
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My daddy sent me off to Baton Rouge
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In nineteen sixty-nine
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He said our love was like a forest fire
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And he'd end it with the miles
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So you rode with us to Temple, Texas
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Where I did catch the train
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I remember waving back at you
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Through a silted window pane
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[Chorus:]
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I said, "Fare thee well true love
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Of mine"
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I said, "Fare thee well sweet lips
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Of wine"
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And you said, "Fare thee well my
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Texas rose"
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And then you blew a kiss of
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Innocence as the train began to roll... So long ago
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You'd gone off to fight the war when
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I returned from school
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I traded in my innocence when the
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Springtime came to bloom
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I married for my family... one night
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I dreamed of you
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And you were running from me in
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The rain down on Congress Avenue
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[Chorus]
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I saw you once in a crowded bar...
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It was Christmas time
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I was frightened by the thunder of
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Our hearts in sixty nine
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Because I live my life in whispers now
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And I choose to live alone
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So I slipped back to the avenue and
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Flipped my collar to the cold
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[Chorus]
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Where did we go?
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That long ago?
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So long ago
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So Long Ago
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| Nanci Griffith |
