I sat bored at my piano
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When he walked into the bar
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When he nodded from his table
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I said I know just how things are
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Cause the only time I see you
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Is when you've made your lady cry
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And you always say you'll only stay
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Till all her tears are dry
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Now for months I've watched you wrestle
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With that other side of you
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You're scared one day you'll lose your temper
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Yes and then you'll lose her too
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Oh they say that love is brutal
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And for years she's paid the price
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It might be too late you best not wait
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Till all her tears are dry
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You better run to her and fall on your knees
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Swear that you'll be the man
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She's wanted you to be
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Then by the grace of God
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She'll let you lay there by her side
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And hold her gently
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Till all her tears are dry
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You better run to her and fall on your knees
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Swear that you'll be the man
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She's wanted you to be
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Then by the grace of God
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She'll let you lay there by her side
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And hold her gently
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Till all her tears are dry
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Hold her gently
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Till all her tears are dry
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Till All Her Tears Are Dry
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| Chely Wright |
