Well, it's a long, hot night
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And the stars are shining kinda extra bright
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Sitting on the back porch glidin'
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Whetting my appetite
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Well, I'm a six-pack high
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And start missing the light of my baby's eyes
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Wasn't it beautiful, the kind of a soul they said would never die
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Well, it's muggy in the shack
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And the backwoods are black
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'Cause the clouds hid the moon away
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The light from my cigarette flickers in the dark
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The only way she knows I'm here
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Then suddenly the sounds of the fiddles and accordions
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Sweetly begin to play and I can almost hear her sweet voice say
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[Chorus:]
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Come on Joe, just count to ten
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Pull yourself together again
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And come on Joe, you gotta get hold of this mood you're in
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Come on Joe, you gotta be strong
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You're still young and life goes on to carry on
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'Til we're together again
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Hey, I know she's right
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But it's hard to fight when you're hurtin' so
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I tried to walk out of that door before but I just can't go
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With the tears and the laughter in every rafter in every room
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Wasn't it beautiful
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Wasn't it the kind of happiness and glow
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[Chorus]
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Come on Joe
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Hey, come on Joe
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To carry on 'til we're together again
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Come On Joe
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| George Strait |
