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Soul as empty as a whiskey glassBed as cold as it can beI've been waking up alone too longLonely ain't got nothin' on meHeart as hollow as an old dead hickoryThe ramblin' man in me is dyin'Still ain't found the one to settle me downBut it ain't from a lack of tryingNo, it ain't from a lack of trying'Cause every night, I close my eyesAnd pray for something I can hold on toWhere she at, and what do I gotta do?Tell me, who's gonna water my flowers?Who's gonna cry my nameWhen they lay me down in the cold hard groundAnd I meet my higher power?Who's gonna water my flowers?Sand is slippin' through the hourglassTherе's a number on my nights and daysI need a brown-eyed babyComе around and save me'Cause I can't go on this wayNo, I ain't going out this wayEvery night, I close my eyesAnd pray for something I can hold on toWhere she at? What do I gotta do?Tell me, who's gonna water my flowers?Who's gonna cry my nameWhen they lay me down in the cold hard groundAnd I meet my higher power?Who's gonna water my flowers?Is it too much to askFor something that will last?Yeah, long after I'm goneAnd I've sang the last of my songsWho's gonna water my flowers?Every night I close my eyesAnd pray for something I can hold on toWhere she at, what do I gotta doTell me, who's gonna water my flowersWho's gonna cry my nameWhen they lay me down in the cold hard groundAnd I'm in my final hourWho's gonna water my flowers
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