I feel tears wellin' up cold and deep inside
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Like my heart's sprung a big break
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And the stab of loneliness, sharp and painful
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That I may never shake.
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You might say I was taking it hard
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Oh, she wrote me off with a call
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But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow
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When I may break right down and bawl.
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[Chorus:]
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Well, the race is on
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And here comes pride up the backstretch
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Heartaches a-going to the inside
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My tears are holding back
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And tryin' not to fall
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My heart's out of the running
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True love's scratched for another's sake
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The race is on and it looks like heartaches
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And the winner loses all.
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[Instrumental]
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One day I ventured in love, never once suspectin'
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What the final results would be
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How I lived in fear of waking up each mornin'
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And finding that you're gone from me.
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There's aches and pain in my heart
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For today was the one that I hated to face
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Somebody new came up to win her
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I wound up in second place.
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[Chorus:]
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Well, the race is on and here comes pride
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Up the backstretch
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Heartaches a-going to the inside
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My tears are holding back
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And tryin' not to fall
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My heart's out of the running
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True love's scratched for another's sake
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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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| Waylon Jennings |
