The (C)walls closing around you, and he (Am)woun`nt be home to night.
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He¡¯s (Dm)out somewhere and gambling and (G7)perhaps he¡¯s in a fight,
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and yes you (C)know about the woman, and you (Am)know its three or four,
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and(DM)perhaps he¡¯s out there laughing now and (G7)dansing on the floor.
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And yet you (C)try to make the best of it, wich (Am)is¡¯nt much I know.
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You (Dm)thaught you¡¯ve had your fill of it, but you (G7)see that it was¡¯nt so.
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No....(C-Am-Dm-G7)
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Now your babies are sleeping soundly, and you hang your head and think.
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He damn near broke your nose last night, and harder does he drink,
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and as the wind blows at the window, and the clouds go by the mong,
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the walls closing around you and your sadnes is still around.
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And yet you try to make the best of it, wich is¡¯nt much I know.
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You thaught you¡¯ve had your fill of it, but you see that it was¡¯nt so.
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No....
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You know you make your own decisions and you live the life you choose,
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you know I watch it from the sidelines and it shure gives me the blues,
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you know you¡¯re shure to find me waiting,should you ever come around,
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I am the one that loves you while he drives you further down.
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And yet you try to make the best of it, wich is¡¯nt much I know.
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You thaught you¡¯ve had your fill of it, but you see that it was¡¯nt so.
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No....
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Sadly Sorta Like a Soap Opera
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Steve Forbert |