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[Rigatoni]

Kinda shocking how beautiful this song is, right @Bèlla ?

You may think that i'm talking foolish.
you've heard that i'm wild and i'm free.
you may wonder how i can promise you now
this love that i feel for you always will be.
but you're not this time that i'm killing.
i'm no longer one of those guys.
as sure as i live this love that i give.
is gonna be yours until the day that i die.
Oh, baby, i'm gonna love you forever
forever and ever amen.
as long as old men sit and talk about the weather
as long as old women sit and talk about old men.
if you wonder how long i'll be faithful
i'll be happy to tell you again:
i'm gonna love you forever and ever
forever and ever, amen.
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They say that time takes it's toll on a body
makes the young girls brown hair turn grey.
but honey, i don't care, i ain't in love with your hair
and if it all fell out, well, i'd love you anyway.
they say time can play tricks on the memory
make people forget things they knew.
but it's easy to see it's happening to me:
i've already forgotten every woman but you.
Oh, darlin', i'm gonna love you forever
forever and ever amen.
as long as old men sit and talk about the weather
as long as old women sit and talk about old men.
if you wonder how long i'll be faithful
well, just listen to how this song ends.
i'm gonna love you forever and ever
forever and ever, amen.
I'm gonna love you forever and ever
forever and ever, forever and ever
forever and ever, amen.

 

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[( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)]

He had a Southern drawl like a redbone hound
And every song he sang was my favorite sound
He'd be the last one off if the ship went down
The kind of man it feels good to be around
The kind of man it feels good to be around
He had hair as white as a cotton field
And he could spin you a story like a wagon wheel
He never went nowhere without a rod-n-reel
Lord, I miss that man and I always will
I miss that man and I always will
He'd see through a lie like an old screen door
He taught me how to hunt and how to love the Lord
He carried a Bible and a .44
And they just don't make 'em like that no more
He said, "Take what you've got and do the best you can"
The best thing you'll ever own is a piece of land
Ya'll, he knew his like the back of his hand
He was something else, my old man
He was something else, my old man
He'd see through a lie like an old screen door
He taught me how to hunt and how to love the Lord
He carried a Bible and a .44
And they just don't make 'em like that no more
I saw him strum this thing every chance he could
And he left it to me like he said he would
And if you ask me why it sounds so good
It's cause I'm holding more than strings and wood
I'm holding more than strings and wood
He'd see through a lie like an old screen door
He taught me how to hunt and how to love the Lord
He carried a Bible and a .44
And they just don't make 'em like that no more
No, they just don't make 'em like that no more

 

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