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By Reba McEntire, Well you say you're from the cityChicago is your homeHey
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By Reba McEntire, Well I'm married to the good lifeI said I'd be
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By Reba McEntire, Another morning, another day in your life without someone there
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By Reba McEntire, Mama stood on the front porch wringin' her handsWatched the
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By Reba McEntire, Hey girl, it's meI just called to tell you hiCall
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By Reba McEntire, You sure know what you're doin'Holdin' me this wayAnd I'll
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By Reba McEntire, Well, I'm sittin' on a busRollin' down thru GeorgiaI don't
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By Reba McEntire, You're asking me to open upI'm tryin' my best to
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By Reba McEntire, I would have waited foreverIf I'd known that you'd be
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By Reba McEntire, Oh on a park bench in the middle of JulyWe
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By Reba McEntire, I always knew this day would comeThe world is just
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By Reba McEntire, She saw it in the window, Just a 'callin' out
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By Reba McEntire, I stood before God, my family and friendsAnd vowed that
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By Reba McEntire, I overheard a conversation your name was mentioned inBut they
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By Reba McEntire, She's quiet this morning she can't say whySends her husband
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By Reba McEntire, In this life we all go through hard timesWhen we
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By Reba McEntire, She can account for all of the men in her
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By Reba McEntire, Her husband left on SaturdayFor a woman that was half
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By Reba McEntire, At a diner down on Broadway they make small talkWhen
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By Reba McEntire, It sure gets quietWhen the kids go to bedWe sit
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By Reba McEntire, Songwriters: Mobley, Wendell; Sellers, Jason; Thrasher, Neil;I laid there feeling
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By Reba McEntire, I want a Sunday kind of loveA love to last
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By Reba McEntire, You talked me into moving in and giving you my
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By Reba McEntire, The greatest man I never knewLived just down the hallAnd
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By Reba McEntire, She came in lookin' good and lookin' aroundShe's checkin' out
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By Reba McEntire, (Reba)Looking back over the yearsOf All the things I've always
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By Reba McEntire, I didn't see the fire burn to ashesCouldn't feel the
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By Reba McEntire, He was on his way home from CandletopBeen two weeks
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By Reba McEntire, I sent you roses, I warned you I wouldDo all
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By Reba McEntire, Oh ain't life wonderfulWhen everything is rightBut sometimes wonderfulCan fall