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Queen size mattress on an old wood oak floorAnd I don't see the need in closin' a screen doorI wanna hear the birds when the day finally comesI fear all my days of bein' young are donewe're only just begunHow close can a man come to God before dyin'?About as close as you were when you were tryin'To shade the sun from your eyes on the creek's edge darlin'There's a bar 'round the bend a manis bendin' blues guitarin'When the day is doneAnd those neon lights call you homeYou'll be beggin' of a Saviour to let you save herThe sad times of twenty-soWhen the night is throughAnd those American girls are headed homeYou'll be beggin' of your Saviour to let you save herFrom the sweet nights of twenty-soAnd I know how hard it is to love a boy like meWith my dry sense of humour and my reckless tendenciesBut not all labour's done with hardened handsYou been chompin' at the bit, just to love an honest manSo when the day is doneAnd those neon lights call you homeYou'll be beggin' of a Saviour to let you save herThe sad times of twenty-soWhen the night is throughAnd those American girls are headed homeYou'll be beggin' of your Saviour to let you save herFrom the sweet nights of twenty-soSo when the day is doneAnd those neon lights call you homeYou'll be beggin' for your Saviour to let you save herThe savage times of twenty-soWhen the night is throughAnd those American girls are headed homeYou'll be beggin' of your Saviour to let you save herFrom the sweet nights of twenty-so
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