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By Marty Robbins, The hands you're holding now, if you remember
Are the very
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By Marty Robbins, I came to town to search for gold
And I brought
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By Marty Robbins, The fire is burnin' soft and low
There's somethin' special in
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By Marty Robbins, Dear Warden wrote a mother, how much longer must I
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By Marty Robbins, Tonight a hand has touched me, was the Master
I thought
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By Marty Robbins, [ Writer: Lee Emerson]
Today was to be a day of
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By Marty Robbins, The outlaws are commin' (commin', commin')
A harder ridin' bunch of
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By Marty Robbins, So quickly time overtakes us
And there's so many things left
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By Marty Robbins, How green are the valleys
How tall are the trees
How cool
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By Marty Robbins, Oh I'm sad and I'm lonely for my darlin'
And I
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By Marty Robbins, The same two lips that once told me they loved
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By Marty Robbins, Someday I'm gonna write the story of my life
I'll tell
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By Marty Robbins, Grab your coat and get you hat
Leave your worries on
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By Marty Robbins, I've heard it said, what you don't know
Won't make
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By Marty Robbins, You were there in my arms, alone in the moonlight
The
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By Marty Robbins, I'd give anything to feel again
The warmness of your body
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By Marty Robbins, There's someone in my arms who really needs me
And she
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By Marty Robbins, Why did you have to care about me
And make your
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By Marty Robbins, The days of my youth I remember so well
We lived
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By Marty Robbins, I wake up in the mornin', and the birds are
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By Marty Robbins, On a cold day and dark cloudy ev'nin'
Just before the
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By Marty Robbins, One cold winter's night not a star was in sight
Then
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By Marty Robbins, I saw you last night, again, darlin'
And you seemed just
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By Marty Robbins, Would you be free from your burden of sin
There's power
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By Marty Robbins, There's no more you and me
There's just a memory
A sometimes,
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By Marty Robbins, There's no wings on my angel
'Cause she's not from Heaven
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By Marty Robbins, If today the sun should set on all my hopes
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By Marty Robbins, Pictures for my souvineers
Old love letters stained with tears
Memories of
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By Marty Robbins, Janet, I believe that it's about time that
We stopped to
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By Marty Robbins, I'm just a poor cowboy singin' his song
No money
