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By Edwin McCain, Love,
I get so lost sometimes.
Days pass,
and this emptiness
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By Edwin McCain, Looking back on younger days the view stretched on for
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By Edwin McCain, I've been through the valley
But I feared no man
Saw the
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By Edwin McCain, Dreary Memphis city night,
Dark like a Kennedy's veil,
Shaky like them
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By Edwin McCain, Wake up Maggie I think I've got something to say
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By Edwin McCain, "There's a black girl singin' in the morning before church
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By Edwin McCain, Let them in Peter
For they are very tired.
Give them couches
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By Edwin McCain, Thepromise of you
It sleeps in the air
The air that I
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By Edwin McCain, Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams
Live my lonely
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By Edwin McCain, see love struck Romeo hit the street on a serenade
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By Edwin McCain, Hey boy pushin' on your girlfriend
Trying to show her all
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By Edwin McCain, When you feel locked in and you feel left out
And
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By Edwin McCain, Say anything, save everything
If we say nothing this love will
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By Edwin McCain, She's a Blue Ridge cradle
She's a mother to some
And home
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By Edwin McCain, Whispered from my heart and soul to my unwilling eyes
Lift
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By Edwin McCain, We keep our love in a plain brown box
We keep
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By Edwin McCain, Wendy's sittin' next to me
She's trying hard to drink it
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By Edwin McCain, Tim he was a good friend
Yea was a brother of
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By Edwin McCain, Tim he was a good friend
yeah he was a
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By Edwin McCain, Sitting on the edge
Looking for songs in a bottle
Talking with
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By Edwin McCain, I pull my boots off, throw my weapons on the
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By Edwin McCain, Sitting in the kitchen
Just staring at the cracks in the
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By Edwin McCain, The rhythm of life
Heaven withstanding and smiling we're all swept
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By Edwin McCain, Thirty pieces of silver screen
Deep inside our souls
How did we
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By Edwin McCain, It's taken all this time to work you out
And if
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By Edwin McCain, Yes all the vampires know my name
But they don't treat
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By Edwin McCain, Did you forget about the passion
living day to day?
we keep
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By Edwin McCain, Sometimes I wish there were two of me
One to stay
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By Edwin McCain, one little gutter town 3:00 in the morning
i whispered these
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By Edwin McCain, Kelly is raising a son
His dad left just after the
