Well she packed my bags and kicked me out when we were havin' bad times
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Looking back I can see it was over nothin'
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Since then there's been too much red wine and women messin' up my mind
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But nothin' can compare with baby's lovin'
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At two o'clock this mornin' I made up my mind
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I'm gonna go back home to my sweet baby
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I'm lookin' though the window at the city for the last time
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Lord knows this life it'll drive me crazy
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Well I walked out on the highway caught a semi headed home
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I hope she'll take me back oh Lord I'm prayin'
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Now I'm standin' at the front door hopin' I'll find her all alone
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Then I heard her sweet voice sayin'
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And she said if you touch me you've got to love me
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And if you love me you'll have to stay with me forever
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And I'll forgive you and love will be like it should be
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So if you touch me you've got to love me if you touch me you've got to love me
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If You Touch Me (you've Got To Love Me)
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| Loretta Lynn |
