Here¡¯s a riddle, what has two eyes that cry constantly
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For your love, you guessed it, it¡¯s me
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Here¡¯s a riddle, what has two arms that long desperately
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For your love, you guessed it, it¡¯s me
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And your love was once all the treasure I¡¯d known
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Now that¡¯s gone
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Gone on the wings of a wild dream
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Now I¡¯m all alone
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One more riddle, what has one heart that beats faithfully
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For your love, you guessed it, it¡¯s me
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And your love was once all the treasure I¡¯d known
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Now that¡¯s gone
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Gone on the wings of a wild dream
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Now I¡¯m all alone
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One more riddle, what has one heart that beats faithfully
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For your love, you guessed it, it¡¯s me
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THE RIDDLE
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| Roger Miller |
