[Originally by Delbert McClinton]
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Well, he knew what he was doin'
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When he put eyes into my head
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If he didn't want me to lookin' at them pretty little women
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He'd'a left my ol' eyeballs dead
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Isn't that so
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Tell me, isn't that so
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You got to go when your heart says go
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Isn't that so
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Well, he knew what he was doin'
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When he made that magic vine
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His own son got a reputation
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For turnin' water into wine
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Isn't that so
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Tell me, isn't that so
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You got to go when your heart says go
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Isn't that so
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Let that line of least resistance lead me on
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Let the line of least resistance lead me on
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Well, he know what he was doin'
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When he divided the high from the low
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You got to bury seed in the womb, my friend
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If you want the little seed to grow
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Now, isn't that so
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Isn't that so
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You got to go when your heart says go
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Isn't that so
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You got to go when your heart says go
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Isn't that so
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Let that line of least resistance lead me on
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Let the line of least resistance lead me on
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Let your heart, let your heart, your heart lead you on
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Let your heart, let your heart lead you on
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Isn't That So
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| Lyle Lovett |
