Every night I go down to this same little joint
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Fill up my glass till I reach the point past remembering
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Where the music is loud the conversation is free
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A dance or two with someone to keep me from remembering
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The fool I've been the hurt I've caused the good woman that I loved and lost
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For she's constantly with me in memory
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I go home but I couldn't sleep and after hours I'd be walking the streets remembering
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A good woman's love is hard to find and my woman's love was just that kind
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And I'm the reason that she's gone today
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I miss her so and the price that I pay is remembering
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I take her to sleep in my dreams every night
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Then start all over in the morning light remebering
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The way it was when she loved me then like a fool how I carelessly
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Broke her heart then watched my world fall apart
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I'd give this world for yesterday just to have her love me the way I remember
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Just to have her love me the way I remember
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Just to have her love me the way I remember
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Remembering
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| Ray Price |
