He said
I know this road like the back of my hand
like the back of my hand
like the back of my hand
and I love that girl just as much as I can
just as much as I can
just as much as I can
And the winters are so cold
and the summers are so hot
and the goal of my life
live each day as it's brought(?)
and my memories are few
I've forgotten most of that
rather settle on the now
try not to conjure up the past
She took me in gave me soup for my bread
gave me ear gave me head(?)
gave me love and a bed
I took to her and so soon we were wed
three words (.?.) til the other was shed
And the winters are so cold
and the summers are so hot
and the goal of my life
live each day as it's brought(?)
and my memories are few
I've forgotten most of that
rather settle on the now
try not to conjure up the past
Now I love that girl just as much as I can
that's too much for a man
wasn't quite what I planned
I try to please but my conscience is damned
And I loved her too hard with the back of my hand
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