A long time forgotten
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are dreams that just felt by the way.
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And the good life he promised
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ain't what she's living to day.
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But she never complains of
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the bad times or bad things he's done
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Lord.
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She's just talks about the good times
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they've had and all the good times to come.
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She's a good hearted woman
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in love with a good timin' man.
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She loves him in spite of his ways
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that she don't understand.
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Through teardrops and laughter
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they'll pass though his world hand in hand.
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A good hearted woman
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lovin' her good timin' man.
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He likes the night life
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the brightlights and good timin' friends.
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when the party's all over
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she welcome him back home again.
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Lord knows she don't understand him
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but she does the best that she can.
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'Cause she's a good hearted woman
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she loves her good timin' man.
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She's a good hearted woman ...
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Good Hearted Woman
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| Willie Nelson |
