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Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose |
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And sometimes the blues just get a hold of you |
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Just when you thought you had made it |
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All around the block, people will talk |
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But I want to give it all that I've got |
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I just don't, want to waste it |
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I don't want to waste it |
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Talkin' 'bout sweet seasons on my mind |
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Sure does appeal to me |
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You know we can get there easily |
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Just like a sailboat sailin' on the sea |
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Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose |
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And most times you choose between the two |
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Wonderin', wonderin' if you have made it |
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But I'll have some kids and make my plans |
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And I'll watch the seasons run away |
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And I'll build me a life in the open |
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A life in the country |
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I'm talkin' 'bout sweet seasons on my mind |
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Sure does appeal to me |
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You know we can get there easily |
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Just like a sailboat sailin' on the sea |
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Talkin' 'bout sweet seasons, talkin' 'bout sweet, |
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Sweet, sweet seasons, talkin' 'bout...... (repeat and fade) |