| Twenty seven days i’ve been out on the road
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| I’m a nervous wreck, I gotta get back home
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| There’s a young bride waiting for me all alone
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| Lord, how she misses me
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| I can see her sitting in the kitchen chair
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| In a cotton dress with her long black hair
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| But a woman ain’t pretty if a man ain’t there
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| That i can’t afford to be
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| It’s a shame, it’s a shame
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| She won’t be the one to blame
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| Oh the hurtinest thing in the whole wide world
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| Is the heart of a lonely girl
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| Like a red-tail fox to a blue tick hound
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| She’s the hottest thing for miles around
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| All them other boys in our hometown
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| Got tricks hid up their sleeves
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| Now it ain’t her that i don’t trust
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| She’s pretty and pure as diamond dust
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| But lonesome is this lonesome girl
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| She can’t help for what she needs
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| It’s a shame, it’s a shame
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| She won’t be the one to blame
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| Oh the hurtinest thing in the whole wide world
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| Is the heart of a lonely girl
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| The heart of a lonely girl
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| The heart of a lonely girl
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| It’s the hurtinest thing in the whole wide world
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| The heart of a lonely girl
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| Daddy was a rambler just like me
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| I guess the apple don’t fall too far from the tree
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| When i ask why momma had to go that day
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| Well he don’t know and she won’t say
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| It’s a shame, it’s a shame
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| She won’t be the one to blame
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| Oh the hurtinest thing in the whole wide world
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| Is the heart of a lonely girl
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| Yeah, it’s a shame, it’s a shame
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| She won’t be the one to blame
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| Yeah the hurtinest thing in the whole wide world
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| Is the heart of a lonely girl
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| Yeah the hurtinest thing in the whole wide world
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| Is the heart of a lonely girl |