Go on and cry,
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Tears are sure good to heal it.
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I don't need to ask why
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You're feeling that pain that you're feeling.
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There's only one reason you'd be here tonight,
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He's up to his old tricks again.
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But you're such a treasure,
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It doesn't seem right.
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Don't know what comes over him.
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It's like taken the bus,
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With a cadilac parked in the driveway,
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Or a thousand miles down a dirt road,
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When theres a new four lane highway.
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It's like blowing off Christmas with Mama,
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To have a drink with a stranger.
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Why crawl through a trench with the devil,
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When you could fly with an angel?
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Why you stay with him,
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Girl, I just don't understand.
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He's out searchin' for silver,
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Ignorin that gold on your hand.
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For the love of a woman he's throwin' away,
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Most men would pay any price.
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Should the eyes of temptation stare me in the face,
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I'd never need to think twice.
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It's like taken the bus,
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With a cadilac parked in the driveway,
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Or a thousand miles down a dirt road,
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When theres a new four lane highway.
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It's like blowing off Christmas with Mama,
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To have a drink with a stranger.
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Why crawl through a trench with the devil,
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When you could fly with an angel?
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Yea, why crawl through a trench with the devil,
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When you could fly with an angel?
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Fly with an Angel
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| Ray Scott |
