(Leslie Winn Satcher)
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A baseball glove in the second grade put this little scar on my chin
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And at 31 they put glasses on me when I couldn't tell an "h" from an "n"
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I bounced back from all of that
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Nothin's ever bothered me
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Until you put the lonely on me
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You put the blue, you put the fool, you put the tears on my face
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You put the rain in an otherwise sunny day
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Baby, you......you put the lonely on me
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Now every little thought is a bridge to cross 'cause everyone's a memory of you
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First they make me sad then they make me mad then they make me wanna forget the truth
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I bounced back from all of that 'til I see you out on the street
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And then you put the lonely on me
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Well, now you put the blue, you put the fool, you put the tears on my face
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You put the rain in an otherwise sunny day
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I can't recover
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I can't get over watching you walk away
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I get all shook up when I think about losin' your love
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Baby you....you put the lonley on me
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You Put The Lonely On Me
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| Pam Tillis |
