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Don't just stand there in the doorway |
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cause I hate to see you cry |
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and don't try to ignore me |
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just smile and wave your hand goodbye |
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to you I'll send a dozen roses |
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from every town that I been in |
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and as long as leaves ain't falling |
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you'll know the shape that I been in |
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on the grey side of the mountain |
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you can hear my train roll by |
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baby I can be forgiven, |
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but I'm never satisfied |
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chase the rain out from your heart dear |
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cause I know you will survive |
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if I'm not living on the edge dear |
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then I might not be alive |
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and in the winter of December |
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turn your good side on the chill |
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and in the winter please remember |
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I loved you then and I love you still |
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out my window leaves are falling |
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and my train is passing by |
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baby I can be forgiven, |
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but im never satisfied |