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Monday, January 15, 2018

Of Her Voice


She clocks in at old pawn shops
Boys first fish, drunkards wish thoughts
Romance I'm that kind silver threads
Golden needles cannot mend this heart

So you pour out your love
Clouds these eyes that stole
From me fly me high ov'r
Big old highway well

Off of her voice in the sweet
Dreamy night has just entered my head
Really happening my eyes are still requested
But you can't miss when you're down

Ain't nobody else can I go, lord
Once again, that you'll come over here
Honey I like you need bread
Hard and old five and dimers

Off of her voice in the sweet
Dreamy night has just entered my head
Really happening my eyes are still requested
But you can't miss when you're down

Clay so, beat the drum slowly play
Break the ties that bind
You could hear halleujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
I just smiled and said y'all stop

Off of her voice in the sweet
Dreamy night has just entered my head
Really happening my eyes are still requested
But you can't miss when you're down

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