(J. Tillotson)
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I cry myself to sleep each night
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Wishing I could hold you tight
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Life seems so empty since you went away
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And the pillow where you lay your head
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Now holds my empty dreams instead
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And it keeps right on a-hurtin'
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Since you're gone
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It keeps right on a'hurtin every minute of the day
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Every hour you're away I feel so lonely
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And I can't help it, I don't think I can go on
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And it keeps right on a-hurtin' since you're gone
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They say a man ain't supposed to cry
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But when I see you passing by
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My heart breaks down and cries a million tears
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The pillow where you lay your head
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Now holds my empty dreams instead
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And it keeps right on a-hurtin' since you're gone
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It keeps right on a'hurtin every minute of the day
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Every hour you're away I feel so lonely
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And I can't help it, I don't think I can go on
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And it keeps right on a-hurtin' since you're gone
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Yes, it keeps right on a-hurtin' since you're gone
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It Keeps Right On A-Hurtin'
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| Elvis Presley |
