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by GFLee

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Categories: R-V

by GFLee

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In this time of weakness you may have to hold me
You may have to tell me little things that just aren’t true

Say “Come to bed now honey”. Say “Everything’s alright
I won’t let nothing out there get you this or any other night”

Though you may not beat it when you squeeze my hand
Well, do it just for my sake. Do it just because you can
Do it just because you can
Do it just because you can

Well, everything collapses when the devil’s at my heels
Well, wrapped up in your arms you could not know how safe it
feels

Switchman swings the lantern and the sandman rings the bell
Lying in the darkness there I know that all is well
I know that all is well
I know that all is well

In this time of weakness you may have to hold me
Yeah, you may have to tell me little things that just aren’t
true

Say “Come to bed now honey”. Say “Everything’s alright
I won’t let nothing out there get you this or any other night”

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