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Well, the morning's come
And Lord my mind is aching
The sunshine's quietly standing at my door
Just like the dawn
My heart is slowing breaking
With my tears, it goes tumbling to the floor
Once again, the whole town will be talking
It's more 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 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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