I open my door and here's what occurs.
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A pretty little gal with pretty little curls.
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Leans to the side, leans on my mind.
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I don't want to live, but I sure don't want to die.
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I'm stuttering again and tellin' her goodbye.
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Oh m-m-my, Goodb-b-bye
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Will you come again? It's hard to say.
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I surely hope so.
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Will you come again? It's hard to say.
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I surely hope so.
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She walks up to me with something more to say.
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Then hello and goodbye I hope that you're okay.
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Well I'm doing fineA¡¦ I'm doing fine.
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Will you come again? It's hard to say.
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I surely hope so.
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Will you come again? It's hard to say.
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I surely hope so.
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I wish you'd see yourself as beautiful as I see you
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Why can't you see yourself as beautiful as I see you?
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I open my door and this is what I see.
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The hope inside a girl just looking back at me.
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Ohh myA¡¦ GoodbyeA¡¦
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Will you come again? It's hard to say.
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I surely hope so.
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And will you come again? It's hard to say.
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I surely hope so.
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Will You Return?
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| The Avett Brothers |
