Every night I go out somebody asks me whatever happened to you
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I just say that I haven't seen you lately and then I say my friend I thought you knew
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That we split the blanket down the middle cause we could never get along
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We split the blanket down the middle that's all you can do when love is gone
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[ guitar - steel ]
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Well I tell 'em that we tried and tried to make it
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But we couldn't solve what was the use
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To hang on to love it's only mis'ry so now I'm fancy free and foot loose
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Yes we split the blanket...
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We Split The Blanket
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| Buck Owens |
