Darling, when you sit up and stare all night
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I get the feeling that something ain't right
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My heart starts to beat on my drum-tight skin
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I just wanna kick it in
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I know you start weeping when you think that I'm sleeping
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I know you know that you just can't win
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But I'll try my best
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You know Honey I swear I will
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Darling, you pretend to sleep but I know it's a lie
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This bed is wet from the tears you cry
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I lie there frustrated, don't know what to do
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Sometimes I can't get through to you
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I know you can't explain what's giving you pain
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And you just can't contain all your blues
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But I'll try my best
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You know that I have sworn I will
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So now If you wanna come out and talk about it
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I'll try to understand
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If you wanna yell it, scream it, please shout it
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And I'll try to understand
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But for now you know I just can't stand
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To see this sand
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Slipping out of my hand
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Darling, when you just can't take it anymore
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Shout it out, now, tell me what you're crying for
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Don't let it rage inside, that won't help you none
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Be like staring into the barrel of a loaded gun
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I will help you feel more self-assured
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And even if it cuts to the core
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I'll try to take it like a man
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Yeah, I'll try my best
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Honey I swear I will
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So now if you wanna come out and talk about it
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I'll try to understand
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If you wanna yell it, scream it, please shout it
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And I'll try to understand
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But for now you know I just can't stand
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To see this sand
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Slipping out of my hand
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Handful Of Sand
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| John Wesley Harding |
