Yeah, there's something about that blue sky
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And the wings on a blue butterfly as it flies past my window
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Then there I go falling down like a domino
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Back where I tend to go
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To an evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on Valentine's
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To crickets crying a lullaby underneath the 'Bama moon
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It's hard moving on when it all reminds me of you
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Hell, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do
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When I think of the things that I miss
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Like the breath underneath of a kiss
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As it floats off into the past
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I want it bad, so I let the whiskey take me back
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To an evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on Valentine's
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To crickets crying a lullaby underneath the 'Bama moon
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It's hard moving on when it all reminds me of you
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Hell, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do
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Most good things do
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Most good things don't last forever, ends too damn soon
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When you think of me, I hope it brings you back to
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An evening ride through the countryside, to a dandelion on Valentine's
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Crickets crying a lullaby underneath the 'Bama moon
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It's hard moving on when it all reminds me of you
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Yeah, to tell the truth, most good things, most good things do
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Most good things do
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