I'll need time to get you off my mind
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and I may sometimes bother you
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try to be in touch with you
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even ask too much of you
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from time to time.
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Now and then
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Lord, you know I'll need a friend
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till I get used to losing you
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let me keep on using you
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till I can make it on my own.
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I'll get by but no matter how I try
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there'll be times you know I'll call
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chances are, my tears will fall
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and I'll have no pride at all
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from time to time.
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But they say
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oh, there'll be a brighter day
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but till then I lean on you
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that's all I mean to do
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till I can make it on my own.
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Surely, someday I'll look up
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and see the morning sun
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without another lonely night behind me
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then I'll know I'm over you
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and all my crying's done
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no more hurting memories can find me.
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But till then ...
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Lord, you know, I'm gonna need a friend
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till I get used to losing you ...
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Till I Can Make It On My Own
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Kenny Rogers |