| Intro |
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| I've seen love go | by my door, it's | never been this close before |
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| Never been so | easy or so | slow |
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| I've been | shooting in the | dark too long, when | something's not right, it's wron |
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| You're gonna make me | lonesome when you | go |
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| Dragon clouds so | high above, I've | only known careless love |
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| It's always | hit me from | below |
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| But | this time 'round it's | more correct, | right on target, so direct |
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| You're gonna make me | lonesome when you | go |
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| Purple clover, | Queen Anne Lace, | crimson hair across your face |
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| You could make me | cry if you don't | know |
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| Can't remember what I was | thinking of, you | might be spoiling me too much, love |
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| You're gonna make me | lonesome when you | go |
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| Flowers on the hillside blooming | crazy |
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| Crickets talking back and forth in | rhyme |
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| Blue river running slow and lazy |
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| I could stay with you forever, and | never realize the time |
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| Situations have | ended sad, re | lationships have all been bad |
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| Mine have been like | Verlaine and Rim | baud |
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| But | there's no way I | can compare | all those scenes to this affair |
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| You're gonna make me | lonesome when you | go |
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| You're gonna make me wonder what I'm | doing |
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| Staying far behind without | you |
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| You're gonna make me wonder what I'm saying |
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| You're gonna make me give myself a | good talking to |
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| I'll | look for you in | Honolulu, | San Francisco, Ashtabula |
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| You're gonna have to | leave me now, I | know |
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| But I'll | see you in the | stars above, in the | tall grass and the ones I love |
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| You're gonna make me | lonesome when you | go |
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| Yes I'll | see you in the | stars above, in the | tall grass and the ones I love |
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| You're gonna make me | lonesome when you | go |
