He ain't no saint I know he'll never be
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He don't stay home each night with the kids and me
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But just like a man he likes to have his fun
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And sometimes he comes in with the mornin' sun
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He never likes to tell me where he's been
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He never don't want no talk when he comes in
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And sometimes at night I lay in bed and cry cry cry
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But for better or worse I took him till the day I die
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But I'm a gonna love him just as long as I have breath in my body
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He don't wear no angel wings but after all he's still my baby
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I quit lookin' for a perfect man cause there ain't any more of them
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So as long as I have breath in me I'm gonna keep on loving him
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[ guitar ]
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He never don't want no talk...
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So as long as I have breath in me I'm gonna keep on loving him
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I'm Gonna Keep On Loving Him
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| Tammy Wynette |
