I may say that I don't care hold my head up in the air
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Even tell my friends I'm glad that you don't call
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But when the days is through my heartache starts anew
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And that's when I miss you most of all
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And my arms keep reaching for you my eyes keep searching for you
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My lips keep calling for you and my shoes keep walking back to you
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My Shoes Keep Walking Back To You
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| Hank Locklin |
