I could tell you everything
| About the way us country lovers do our thing
| And honey, I could tell you everything
| About the mountains and the country type of thing
| Oh yes, I could tell you everything
| But what’s the good of things that ain’t no use
| I only like to talk about me and you
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Saw your picture in the paper
| And I see you’ve married good
| And I know that he can give you
| All the things I never could
| But I know that he can’t give you
| What you need most of all
| So the door is always open
| And the light’s on in the hall
| Yes, the door is always open
| And the
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She’s a broken lady, waiting to be mended
| Like a potter would mend a broken vase
| A broken lady, waiting to be mended
| And have what’s left of the pieces put back in place
| Her love is like a fortress around a man she would have died for
| Taking care to take of all he needed
| But the ladies
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