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If this ole heart was built like a truck |
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These rocky old roads wouldn't be so rough |
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And if it ever broke down |
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I could patch it up |
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If this ole heart was built like a truck |
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If this ole heart was made like a train |
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A lot of smoke and steel, |
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I wouldn't feel no pain |
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And it wouldn't look back as it rolled away |
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If this ole heart was made like a train |
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But this ole heart is flesh and blood |
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Gets into trouble when it cares too much |
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Keeps it hangin' on when it ought to give up |
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On somethin' that's passed |
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I wish it had wheels and |
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I wish it had wings' |
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Cause I could sure use just one of those things |
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Then this danged old fallin' out of love wouldn't hurt so bad |
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But this ole heart ain't made like that |
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If this ole heart was like an old tin roof |
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Beaten by the rain, weathered and used |
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A fresh coat of paint would make it good as new |
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If this ole heart was like an old tin roof |
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But this ole heart is flesh and blood |
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Gets in trouble when it cares too much |
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Keeps it hangin' on when it ought to give up |
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On somethin that's passed |
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I wish it had wheels and |
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I wish it had wings' |
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Cause I could sure use just one of those things |
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Then this danged old fallin' out of love wouldn't hurt so bad |
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But this ole heart ain't made like that |
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Oh this ole heart ain't made like that |
