(Nanci Griffith & Bobby Nelson)
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How I wish that you would call... we have not spoken since last fall
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Now that smokey conversation's come and gone
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Do I just read between your line?
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Or could it be this winter wine?... so sweet upon my tongue tonight
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Recalls your tender eyes
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O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper
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It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool
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Give me more than a whisper... if you're sayin' I love you
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'cuz it's the whispers I have never understood
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It's snowin' up in the northlands... I read your warm words from the plains
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While the poets say that I should never be thinkin' of you this way
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They say that I misread your lines 'cuz I've been lonely all my life
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And here I'm reachin' for some silver and leavin' my heart out in the fire
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[Chorus]
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I will drink my winter wine... when I get home I'll change my mind
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I'll only whisper that I love you in those smokey bars at night
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And though the poets say I'm lonely... there's still this woman here inside
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And I've never been a fool when my heart was on the line
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[Chorus]
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More Than A Whisper
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| Nanci Griffith |
