Barry Tolbert, Lookout Lane
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He was white knuckling a diamond ring
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And fumbling for the dome light
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Sherry Lynn knows something's up
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'Cause Berry ain't ever been stuck
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For words like he is tonight
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Since they pulled over, her hearts been beatin' faster
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Without that song, who knows, he might have never asked her
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Simple words put into lines
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Just a melody and rhyme
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But at that moment seemed so strong
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How can a piece of poetry
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Knock a grown man to his knees
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And lead him by the heart to where he belongs
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Then it came on
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The song
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Larry Pearson had a crutch
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One more was never enough
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He'd say "I can quit anytime"
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The whole town knew his name
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They'd all say what a shame
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He's wastin' away his life
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A strangers quarter dropped into that corner jukebox
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It's been almost two years and guess what made him stop
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Simple words put into lines
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Just a melody and rhyme
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But at that moment seemed so strong
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How can a piece of poetry
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Knock a grown man to his knees
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And lead him by the heart to where he belongs
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Then it came on
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The song
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Simple words put into lines
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Just a melody and rhyme
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But at that moment seemed so strong
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How can a piece of poetry
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Knock a grown man to his knees
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And lead him by the heart to where he belongs
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Like the song
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Its more than just a song
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The Song
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| Craig Morgan |
