| When the letter came this morning
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| Happy teardrops filled my eyes
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| It had a picture of a smiling face
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| And a ticket tucked inside
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| He didn’t have to write one word
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| I understood it all
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| The picture said, «I love you»
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| And the ticket said, «Come home»
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| Well, the big ole wheels
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| Are turning as we roll on down the line
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| «Hey there, big conductor
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| Won’t you get me there on time?»
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| The Kudzu vines are winding
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| Up the trees beside the road
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| The grass is getting greener
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| So we must be getting close
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| There he stands a-waiting
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| As the train pulls to the gate
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| There’s so many things to ask him
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| But they’re gonna have to wait
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| With cap in hand he stands there
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| Every hair is combed in place
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| His shiny boots reflecting
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| The big smile on his face
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| Lonely hearts club tell me
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| Why do they call you lonely?
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| You’ve made me happier
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| Than I’ve ever been
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| For the price of a letter
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| And one old faded picture
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| You’ve helped me
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| Find myself to love a man
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| Arm in arm he leads me
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| To his buckboard by the tree
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| Hand in hand we ride
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| To the house he built for me
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| He picks me up and gently
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| Carries me through the cabin door
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| Goodbye lonely hearts club
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| I don’t need you anymore
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| Lonely hearts club tell me
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| Why do they call you lonely?
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| You’ve made me happier
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| Than I’ve ever been
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| For the price of a letter
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| And one old faded picture
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| You’ve helped me
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| Find myself to love a man
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| Lonely hearts club tell me
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| Why do they call you lonely?
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| You’ve made me happier
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| Than I’ve ever been
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| For the price of a letter
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| And one old faded picture
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| You’ve helped me
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| Find myself to love a man
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| Lonely hearts club tell me
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| Why do they call you lonely? |