(James Hooker)
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If I came back to the land of cotton
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Would you love just me?
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Old loves lost are ne'er forgotten
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That's the way it's supposed to be
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Are you short or are you long?
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Are you easy to see?
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Are you weak or are you strong?
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Makes no never to me
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All the ballerina sees when her world's on fire,
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Is where she puts her feet
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And if she burns her toes, she'll just jump higher
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Never skip a beat
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I've been good most of the time
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Since you last saw me
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You come 'cross my mind from time to time
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Now look at me
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I'm standing at your door
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With my heart in your hands
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Ain't you gonna ask me in?
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If you say "no", I'll understand dear
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And never come south again
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If I came back to the land of cotton
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Would you love just me?
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Old loves lost are ne'er forgotten
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That's the way it's supposed to be
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Cotton
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| Nanci Griffith |
