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Baby I Miss You
Standing here, the rain washes my tears away
Holding on to your promise of a sunny day
It’s more than the wind that chills my soul
Your memory is easier than you were to hold
Baby I miss you...
Baby I don’t know what to do
We had some good times down here by these tracks
I guess you and I both know they ain’t coming back
I still sit here and listen to that lonesome whistle blow
It’s times like these your memory is so hard to let go
Baby I miss you...
Baby I miss you...
Baby I miss you...
Baby I don’t know what to do
Here without you
(Instrumental)
I don’t have a clue
(Instrumental)
If I could go back in time and have you forever to hold
I’d make a deal with the Devil and sell my broken soul
I’d Hope and pray God would see things my way
Cause without you I can’t live another day
Baby I miss you...
Baby I miss you...
Baby I miss you...
Baby I don’t know what to do
Here without you
I don’t have a clue
About a life without you
I don’t know if life will ever be the same
It’s more than the wind that chills my soul
Your memory is easier than you were to hold
Baby I miss you...
Baby I don’t know what to do
Holding on to your promise of a sunny day
It’s more than the wind that chills my soul
Your memory is easier than you were to hold
Baby I miss you...
Baby I don’t know what to do
We had some good times down here by these tracks
I guess you and I both know they ain’t coming back
I still sit here and listen to that lonesome whistle blow
It’s times like these your memory is so hard to let go
Baby I miss you...
Baby I miss you...
Baby I miss you...
Baby I don’t know what to do
Here without you
(Instrumental)
I don’t have a clue
(Instrumental)
If I could go back in time and have you forever to hold
I’d make a deal with the Devil and sell my broken soul
I’d Hope and pray God would see things my way
Cause without you I can’t live another day
Baby I miss you...
Baby I miss you...
Baby I miss you...
Baby I don’t know what to do
Here without you
I don’t have a clue
About a life without you
I don’t know if life will ever be the same
It’s more than the wind that chills my soul
Your memory is easier than you were to hold
Baby I miss you...
Baby I don’t know what to do
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