You say you're clearing out, the devil's in your eyes
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No time to walk, no time to talk, no time for long goodbyes.
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The ticket's in your hand, you've made that final call,
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The hard words flying by like punches in a barroom brawl
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Chorus:
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We've made a mess of things,
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It makes no difference now let's chalk it all up to the blues.
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Little girl, think it over one time
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Little girl, think it over one time
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Little girl, think it over one time
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Before you break in your walking shoes.
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I am just what I am, I won't apologize
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So if you go you'll surely know you'll have to come to realize
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Love don't walk away, only people do
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So if you go or if you stay you know I'll keep on loving you.
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(chorus)
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We've made the hard time sing, we've made the miles roll by,
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We've broken both our wings and still we've had the will to fly.
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It ain't the memories, that make me talk this way,
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It's more like someone pulled the plug before we ever saw the play.
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(chorus)
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I've read a thousand books, I've been behind the wheel,
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I've known you all my life but still I can't feel how you feel.
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It's only you for me, just like that whooping crane,
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Who has one wife for all his life and if she dies, he'll do the same.
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(chorus)
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Think It Over One Time
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| Robert Earl Keen |
