There's a whole lotta love inside
This little bitty heart of
Well, all the worms are ganging up down at the
When the deep purple falls, over sleepy garden walls
And the
With guns of love brought into battle
The nights will burn
I think she likes me
And I know I like her
It's
Walking down this ol' river bank
Thinking what needs done
I've got
Mama always told me, "Don't play in the street
Never talk
That boy took my love away
But he'll regret it some
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Coulda been my grandpa
Coulda been my preacher
Coulda been my 3rd