She wakes up in the morning
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To a kettle on the stove
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Peeling wallpaper
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House next to a dusty road
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She prays, "Oh Lord
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Don't let these walls fall down"
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'Cause she's got no money
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But she works like hell
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She loved him like a lady
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Never did her too well
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She prays, "Oh Lord
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Don't let these walls fall down"
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'Cause it's been so damn hard
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Since her man left town
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Says, "I've been thinking
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I've been thinking
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I've been thinking 'bout you, baby
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For such a long, long time"
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And she can't help but wonder
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On those rainy Saturdays
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Where he is and where he's been
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Is another trapped in his haze?
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She prays, "Oh Lord
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Don't let these walls fall down"
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'Cause she's not lonely
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And she's learned to get along
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How many years will it take
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Before he is really gone?
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She prays, "Oh Lord
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Don't let these walls fall down"
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'Cause it's been so damn hard
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Since her man left town
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Says, "I've been thinking
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I've been thinking
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I've been thinking 'bout you, baby
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For such a long, long time"
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Says, "I've been thinking
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I've been thinking
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I've been thinking 'bout you, baby
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For such a long, long time"
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Says, "I've been thinking
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I've been thinking
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I've been thinking 'bout you, baby
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For such a long, long time"
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These Walls
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| Tedeschi Trucks Band |
