She loves me, she loves me not.
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I don't bring it up 'cause she's all I've got.
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I don't ever ask why she's around.
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I just reach for the stars with my feet on the ground.
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My feet on the ground.
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A dog-eared page, a book I've read
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So many times it's all there in my head.
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I watch every word reflect in her eyeglasses.
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I know when she'll laugh and I know when she'll cry.
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I know when she'll cry.
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Save it for Sunday.
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Save it for the choir and everyone.
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Save it for Sunday
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We got cares of our own.
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On this side of town, you can't walk alone
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A girl like yourself probably wind up gone.
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There's talk about work. Gonna open a bar.
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With 85 bouncers and one lonely star. One lonely star.
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Save it for Sunday.
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Save it for the choir and everyone.
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Save it for Sunday
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We got cares of our own.
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Save It For Sunday
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| Jason Isbell |
