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Well, the morning's come And Lord, my mind is aching The sunshine's quietly standing by the door Just like the dawn My heart is silently breaking With my tears, goes tumbling to the floor Once again the whole town will be talking Yes, Lord, I've seen the pity in their eyes They could never understand It's her sorrow, not a man No matter what they say, I know she tried Baby's packed her soft things And oh, she's left me I know she never meant to make me cry It's not her heart Lord It's her mind, she didn't mean to be unkind Why she even woke me up to say goodbye
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