| Put on your old black dress
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| And grab your dancing shoes
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| Head out to the old bar Rose
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| And we’ll dance away our blues
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| Spent all week waiting
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| Now my mind’s on you
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| Hold my loving arms
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| My loving arms are for you
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I’m so tired of the nine to five
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| Weighing down on my soul
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| Let’s get out all of this uptown life
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| And head out on the country road
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| Forget about all the things that
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| We can’t make right
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| Put on a little Emmylou
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| And we’ll dance into the night
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| Singing, hold my loving arms
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| My loving arms are for you
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| I said, hold my loving arms
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| My loving arms are for you
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| Come on
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| All we need is time, honey
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| No, no, all we need is time
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| Honey, I
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| Don’t run from the love
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| Sit on the front porch
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| Kick off your shoes
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| We don’t need nowhere to go
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| We don’t need a tune
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| In a world
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| That gets lost in making plans
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| Just be my woman
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| Yeah, and I will be your man
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| Yeah
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| All we need is time, alright
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| Yeah, yeah, all we need is time
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| Hold my loving arms
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| My loving arms are for you
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| I said, hold my loving arms
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| My loving arms are for you
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| Singing, hold my loving arms
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| My loving arms are for you
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| I said, hold my loving arms
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| My loving arms are for you
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| Put on your old black dress
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| And grab your dancing shoes
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| Head out to the old bar Rose
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| And we’ll dance away our blues |