| Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em
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| That used to be my motto so high
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| Till my Sophronie left me so lonely
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| Now there’s teardrops in my eyes
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| My Sophronie’s from Kentucky, she’s found another man
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| Can’t even kiss her, can’t even hold her hand
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| Oh when we used to love beneath the stars up in the sky
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| But now I’m just a hotshot with a teardrop in my eye
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| Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em
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| That used to be my motto so high
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| Till my Sophronie left me so lonely
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| Now there’s teardrops in my eyes
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| Till Gabriel blows his bugle, I’ll be lovin that sweet girl
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| She means more to me than the whole wide world
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| I used to be a killer with the women me oh, my
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| But now I’m just a hot shot with a teadrop in my eye
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| Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em
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| That used to be my motto so high
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| Till my Sophronie left me so lonely
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| Now there’s teardrops in my eyes
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| I used to slay the pretty girls from Maine to Alabam
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| Until I met Sophronie and then she let me down
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| I seen so many pretty eyes and filled with bitter tears
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| Find em, forget em, but now I have my fears
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| Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em
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| That used to be my motto so high
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| Till my Sophronie left me so lonely
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| Now there’s teardrops in my eyes |