Hey Mister
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He sat down next to the window, By the TV at my bar
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He ordered Coke and whiskey, And put something in my jar
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An old black and white photograph, He hung onto all his life
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And his story broke my heart, He "She was gonna be my wife"
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(Chorus)
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He said, "He mister, please take this picture, "cause I don't wanna miss her
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anymore,
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Though the corners are tattered and torn, She's still the one that I adore
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Mister, please take this, "cause I don't want to miss her anymore
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He told me how they met, how at first sight they fell in love
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He didn't have to say what happened, the picture told me what is was
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Her words in blue there on the back, had all but been erased
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By years of tears and promises, love lost but not replaced
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(Chorus)
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I put his picture in a drawer, with all the other ones like her
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I get a different one every now and then, and I here the same old words
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Hey mister, please take this picture,
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'cause I don't wanna miss her anymore.
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Hey Mister
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| Chad Brock |
