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Slide Intro
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Main Riff x2
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Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
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For what I read between the lines,
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Your lies.
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Feelin' like a hand in rusted shame
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So do you laugh or does it cry?
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Reply?
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Main Riff X 1
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Leavin' on a southern train
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Only yesterday you lied,
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Promises of what I seemed to be
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Only watched the time go by,
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All of these things you said to me.
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Main Riff x2
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Breathing is the hardest thing To do.
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with all I've said and All that's dead for you,
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You lied –
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good bye
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Leavin' on a southern train
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Only yesterday you lied
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Promises of what I seemed to be
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Only watched the time go by,
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All of these things I said to you.
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