I feel tears wellin' up cold and deep inside
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Like my heart's sprung a big break
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And the stab of loneliness, sharp and painful
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That I may never shake
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Now you might say that I was taking it hard
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Since you wrote me off with a call
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But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow
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When I may break right down and bawl
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Now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch
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Heartaches are going to the inside
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My tears are holding back
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They're trying not to fall
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My heart's out of the running
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True love's scratched for another's sake
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The race is on and it looks like heartaches
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And the winner loses all
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One day I had ventured in love, never once suspecting
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What the final results would be
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How I lived in fear of waking up each morning
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And finding that you'd gone from me
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There's aching and pain in my heart
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For the day was the one that I hated to face
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Somebody new came up to win her
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And I came out in second place
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Now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch
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Heartaches are going to the inside
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My tears are holding back
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They're trying not to fall
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My heart's out of the running
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True love's scratched for another's sake
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The race is on and it looks like heartaches
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And the winner loses all
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The Race Is On
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| George Jones |
