Lucinda Jones workin' at the IHOP:
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Ten years worth of bacon, eggs an' tears
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She's waited on every creed an' color,
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While waitin' on this day to get here
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Graveyard shifts, two bit tips,
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Makin' every quarter count,
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Was worth it all to see her son,
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In that cap an' gown
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There are times in life when you gotta crawl,
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Lose your grip, trip an' fall
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When you can't lean on no-one else:
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That's when you find yourself
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I've been around and I've noticed that
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Walkin's easy when the road is flat
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Them danged ol' hills'll get you every time
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Yeah the good Lord gave us mountains,
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So we could learn how to climb
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Private Bobby Dunn came back from the war
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Lost his leg but they couldn't take his will
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Hell bent to run in that local marathon
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He trained through the endless pain an' pills
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It hurt so bad that sometimes
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He just had to cry
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He didn't stop until he crossed
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That finish line
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There are times in life when you gotta crawl
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Lose your grip trip an' fall
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When you can't lean on no one else
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That's when you find yourself
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I've been around and I've noticed that
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Walkin's easy when the road is flat
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Them danged ol' hills'll get you every time
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Yeah the good Lord gave us mountains
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So we could learn how to climb
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This world ain't fair
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It can knock you on your butt
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You can just lie there
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Or you can get back up
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You gotta get back up
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There are times in life when you gotta crawl
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Lose your grip, trip an' fall
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When you can't lean on no one else
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That's when you find yourself
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I've been around and I've noticed that
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Walkin's easy when the road is flat
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Them danged ol' hills'll get you every time
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Yeah, the good Lord gave us mountains
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The good Lord gave us mountains
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So we could learn how to climb
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Yeah, oh
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Mountains
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| Lonestar |
