(Radney Foster)
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I can tell by the trail of tears that's there on your sleeve
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That your only souvenir is a pain that won't leave
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All he left behind are the lies he told you
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Now the arms of your favorite chair are all that hold you
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Baby you can't go to him no more
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Cry on his shoulder; baby that's over
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You can't hide inside his arms
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He won't let you; baby I bet ya
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Need someone to dry away your tears
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Baby you can come cryin' to me
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Anytime
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I can tell by the way you're shakin' and the crack of your voice
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That you feel as if this aching is your only choice
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You think broken hearts last forever
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But I know that I can mend what has been severed
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Baby you can't go to him no more
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Cry on his shoulder; baby that's over
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You can't hide inside his arms
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He won't let you; baby I bet ya
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Need someone to dry away your tears
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Baby you can come cryin' to me
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Anytime
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You Can Come Cryin' To Me
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| Sons Of The Desert |
