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NANCI GRIFFITH >> Merchandise Links
NANCI GRIFFITH
(Nanci Griffith) Oh, I used to wish I was a hard line taker... and they'd say, "Six to one a half dozen'll break her", 'till I fell in love with a young man who sang the blues Oh, bless my daddy, he warned me well He'd whisper in my ear and say, "Now look out, gal... There's always a ne'er do well gonna call you the fool" [Chorus:] He said, "you'll never learn to fish on a borrowed line You'll never learn to write if you're walkin' 'round cryin' And it's a pity that you're lover died young, but... You'll never get tired of livin' alone". So, now I dream of the lover that I don't know It's safer this way 'cuz I don't have to go... oh, and he Won't come... so nobody goes away Sometimes I wish for the warmth of his hand Take a look in these eyes and understand I'm just a little too old to be a-learnin' the rules of the game [Chorus] Oh, maybe I could take him to Mexico We'd kick our heels in the warm cloudy gulf He'd sing a song about the weather in the Poconos; This lover that I don't know Then two hearts would pound 'stead of one in the night I'd learn to fish with my own line Catch my dream and hope that line would hold [Chorus] No, I never get tired of livin' alone Sometimes my feet get cold... when I'm livin' alone...
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