This morning at dawn Lord I pulled into town
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Had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine
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Laughin' bout the good times they all remembered
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Then I remembered the time.
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And I said no I don't think much about her no more
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And you know seldom if ever does she cross my mind
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Yesterday's gone Lord it's better forgotten
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Like the poison red berries to die on the vine.
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Lord I can see all the bright lights back in Dallas
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As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind
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I didn't suppose I'd ever forget her
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And you know it took such a long time.
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But you know I don't think much about her
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Seldom if ever does she ever cross my mind
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Yesterday's gone Lord it's better forgotten
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Like the poison red berries that cling to the mind...
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Poison Red Berries
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| Bobby Bare |
