(Bm)heart was down that (D)Greenville town, (Bm)more concerned but (D)truly learned how (Bm)every bone to (D)all alone But (G)head, when (G)bed and you are (C)gone And if I had seen the way it would be I'd hushed your cries when you came to me If I could do what I did to you the same to me then I would love for you to see that I sleep with remorse and regret hangs round my door for ever more.
If I had known the lowering tide, was lowering with the way you felt inside if I had known all hope was gone a broken heart and a broken home That pierced, my lover's past and carved a lonely path... for her to walk So if ever someone one says to you, life isn't fair, get used to it Then you should say 'Well it might be… If folks like you won't let it be' but I’ll kiss your head when death becomes my bed and I am gone
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