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(Mickey Cates/John Jarrard) (Track 6 - Time 3:05) |
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Katy brought my guitar back today |
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That's how she let me know it's all over |
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I remember all those nights |
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Sittin' in the fireplace light |
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How she loved to hear me play |
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Katy brought my guitar back today |
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Katy brought my guitar back today |
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I've seen it make her cry over and over |
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She told me when |
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I wasn't there |
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She would wake up feeling scared |
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She'd hold it in her arms and be okay |
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Katy brought my guitar back today |
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We had our stormy times like anybody else |
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More than once |
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I broke her heart |
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When I couldn't tell her |
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I was sorry by myself |
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I could tell her with that old guitar |
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But I'm afraid this time things have gone too far |
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Katy brought my guitar back today |
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I guess that means this time it's really over |
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As I sit and play it now |
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The songs all seem so sad somehow |
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I wish she'd just thrown that thing away |
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Katy brought my guitar back today |
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I remember all those nights |
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Sittin' in the fireplace light |
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How she used to love to hear me play |
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Katy brought my guitar back today |
