(Kenny Rogers)
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Sing a song sweet music man
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'Cause I won't be there to hold your hand like I used to
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I'm through with you
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You're a heck of a singer and powerful man
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But you surround yourself with people
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Who demand so little of you
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You touched my soul with your beautiful song
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You even had me singin' along right with you
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You said I need you
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Then you changed the words and added harmony
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Then you sang the song you had written for me to someone new
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Oh, but nobody sings a love song quite like you do
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Oh, and nobody else can make me sing along
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Nobody else can make me feel things are right
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When I know they're wrong
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Nobody sings a love song quite like you
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Sing your song sweet music man
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Travel the world with a six piece band
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That does for you what you tell 'em to
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And you try to stay young but the songs are sung
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To so many people who've all begun came back on you
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Sing your song sad music man
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Makin' your living doing one-night stands
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They're through with you
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They don't need you
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You're still a heck of a singer but a broken man
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But you'll keep on lookin' for one last fan to sing to
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Oh, and nobody sings a love song quite like you do
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Oh, and nobody else can make me sing along
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And nobody else can make me feel things are right
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When they're wrong with a song
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Nobody sings a love song quite like you
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Sing your song sweet music man
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I believe in you
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Sweet Music Man
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| Dolly Parton |
