She was young
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and I was older.
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She believed everything I told her.
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She gave her heart and soul to me
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and more I wanted.
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She left home
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And gave her life to
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Me alone
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and I had no right to
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Treat her like I treated those before,
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But she loved it and wanted more.
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Sometimes I'd lie to make her happy.
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Sometimes she'd lie to see if I would lie some more.
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[ piano ]
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I hear now
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She's a mother,
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North Carolina with her lover.
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And I'll bet she daily cusses me
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And she's got reason for it.
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But I hope life
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There is better
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But I hope he don't let her
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Have too much time to spend alone
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'Cause she's a woman without a home.
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Woman Without A Home
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| The Statler Brothers |
