THE RACE IS ON
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WITH GEORGE JONES
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WRITER DON ROLLINS
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VERSE 1
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I feel tears welling up from down deep inside,
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Like my heart's got a big break
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And a stab of loneliness sharp and painful that, I may never shake.
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You might think (that) I'm taking it hard since you broke me off with a call,
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You might wager that I'll hide in sorrow, but I might lay right down and bawl.
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CHORUS
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Now the race is on and here comes pride up the back stretch,
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Heartaches a goin' to the inside,
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My tears are holding back, tryin' not to fall.
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My heart's our of the running, true love scratched for another's sake,
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Well the race is on and it looks like heartaches, and the winner loses all.
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VERSE 2
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One day I ventured your love never once suspecting
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What the final result would be.
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Now I live in fear (of) waking up each morning,
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(And) finding that you're gone from me.
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There's an achin' pain in my heart for the name of the one that I hated to face,
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Somebody else came out to win her, and I came out in second place.
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CHORUS
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Now the race is on
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and here comes pride in the back stretch
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Heartaches a goin' to the inside
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My tears are holdin' back, (They're) tryin' not to fall
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My hearts out of the runnin', true love scratched for another's sake
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Well the race is on and it looks like heartaches,
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and the winner loses all
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Well now the race is on and it looks like heartaches,
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And the winner loses all
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The Race Is On
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| Travis Tritt |
