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I've been throwing horseshoes |
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Over my left shoulder |
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I've spent most all my life |
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Searching for that four-leafed clover |
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Yet you ran with me, |
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Chasing my rainbows |
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And honey I love you, too |
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that's the way love goes. |
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That's the way love goes, babe |
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That's the music God made |
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For all the world to sing |
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Its never old; it grows |
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Losing makes me sorry |
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well now, "Honey, don't worry." |
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dont u kno i love u too |
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that's the way love goes. |
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thats the way love goes babe |
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thats the music god made |
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for all the world to sing |
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it's never old it grows |
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losin makes me sorry |
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you say, honey i dont worry |
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i love you too |
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thats the way love goes |
