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That old phone of mineWhen I got the callHalf asleepThought it was a dreamBut it wasn't after allThat old dog of yoursSitting on the porchWaits for you to come homeLittle does he knowThat you won'tBe walking through that doorI just leave him aloneCause letting go don't come that easilyMost of the time, I can get byIt's just a little hard on meBut I'm getting used to that old truck of yoursSitting out in the driveI'm getting used to you not being thereAt church on Sunday nightI'm getting used to the radio playingWithout you singing alongBut I'll never get used to you being goneThat old rocking chairSitting over thereIt don't rock no moreAnd that old six stringAin't played a thingBeen awhile since it's hummed a chordI just leave 'em alone cause letting goDon't come that easilyMost of the timeI can get byIt's just a little hard on meBut I'm getting used to that old truck of yoursSitting out in the driveI'm getting used to you not being thereAt church on Sunday nightI'm getting used to the radio playingWithout you singing alongBut I'll never get used to you being goneThere's a lot of things in this 'ole world I can standBut when it comes to losing youI just can'tYeah, I'm getting used to that old truck of yoursSitting out in the driveI'm getting used to you not being thereAt church on Sunday nightI'm getting used to the radio playingWithout you singing alongBut I'll never get used toNo, I'll never get used to you being goneYeah, being goneI'm never getting used to you being gone
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