The bottle is almost empty the clock just now struck ten
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Darling I had to call you to our favorite place again
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We know it's wrong for us to meet but the fire's gone out at home
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There's nothing cold as ashes after the fire is gone
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Love is where you find it, when you find no love at home
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And there's nothing cold as ashes, after the fire is gone
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Your lips are warm and tender your arms hold me just right
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Sweet words of love you remember that the one at home forgot
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Each time we say it's last time but we keep hanging on
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And there's nothing cold as ashes after the fire is gone
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Love is where you find it, when you find no love at home
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And there's nothing cold as ashes, after the fire is gone
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And there's nothing cold as ashes, after the fire is gone
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After The Fire Is Gone
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| Willie Nelson |
