My friends tell me forget her
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Never let her cross your mind
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They make me dates and I hear them state
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That I'll forget her kiss in time
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I wish they could remember
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It's my hurt and not their's
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A hurt like this that comes from a kiss
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Is a hurt that can't be shared
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It's a whole lot easier said
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Than ever could be done
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And it's a whole lot easier to,
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To hold and kiss her
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Than to turn away and run
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All of my friends advise me
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They tell me what to do
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I guess it's easy to give advice
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When you're not alone and blue
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I tell them it's over
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I tell 'em that I'm glad
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I don't tell 'em there's twenty-four hours
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Out of twenty-four that I'm feelin' bad
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It's a whole lot easier said
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Than ever could be done
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And it's a whole lot easier to,
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To hold and kiss her
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Than to turn away and run
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It's a whole lot easier said
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Than ever could be done
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And it's a whole lot easier to,
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To hold and kiss her
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Than to turn away and run
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It's A Whole Lot Easier
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| Marty Robbins |
