Well, I used think the color of love
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Would be a rosy red or a pretty pink
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And I thought it would be
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A thirsty man crawlin' home to get a big old drink.
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And I thought love was spelled like a bell
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B-E-double L bell that you ring
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Stead of wham bam hit your man with a pan
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Hit him on the head hear the birdies sing.
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Oh, you heart breakin', love makin'
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Cut me-a-piece-of-bacon man of mine
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And you money shiftin', flour siftin'
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Nose liftin' rose of woman kind.
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Just keep on doin' what you're doin'
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And what you're doin' suits me just fine
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And love, I tell you somethin' else
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You blow my mind.
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Well, I used to think the color of love
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Would be a soft green like a pea in a pod
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And I thought love would strike
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Like a light flashin' down a big old lightnin' rod.
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And I thought love was spelled
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W-E-double L well that would never run dry
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Instead of choke, choke I'm so broke and dry
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I can't afford a little bitty tear to cry.
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Oh, you money turnin', egg churnin'
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Butter burnin' baby of mine
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You half crazy, lean and lazy
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Pretty as a wilted daisy man of mine.
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Just keep on doin' what you're doin'
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And what you're doin' suits me just fine
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And love, I tell you somethin' else
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You blow my mind.
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You blow my mind, you blow my mind
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You blow my mind, you blow my mind...
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You Blow My Mind
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| Loretta Lynn |
