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Tear Jerker
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Dreamers are sleeping in loves empty bed
Steel guitar plays my song and life with a cold beer Washing down the whiskey left on the stool Jukebox singing a country tune tear jerker Moon of the soul gives me a place to cry As the wind finds it way over my shoulder Temper is the whine of tires leaving The horse cries right with me drunk Saw dust breaks a slide in the step as lead guy Breaks the sweat with a young one shots going Done so fast eyes streaming in ugly view trying Offers his fast talk given back She is hard as nails and stops words Body like the sailors dream coming home Tried and true she removes all the lonesome Hand upon living a voice causes me to see truth Driving nails driving nails in my coffin with you Slide in a real feel of bedroom eyes keeping Dance the floor lost in the arms so soft Steel guitar plays my song and life with a cold beer Washing down the whiskey left on the stool Jukebox singing a country tune tear jerker You with the search for your mate I am a fill in got here too late Sorrow knows no place Passion replaces love Trouble is my first and middle name Bar room sleeps in tears left on her heart Spilled drinks hold every once of me dying In my bed we taste all that will be found Real the good of the life we left on the floor Clothes still stacked like the bottles of living We share the love but keep our own cold cold soul Steel guitar plays my song and life with a cold beer Washing down the whiskey left on the stool Jukebox singing a country tune tear jerker