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By Sheryl Crow, I woke up this mornin' with my makeup on
I've been
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By Sheryl Crow, Life srings eternal
On a gaudy neon street
Not that I care
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By Sheryl Crow, I woke up late
Put my sweater on
And I walked down
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By Sheryl Crow, Something is happening
Everything's different but everything is fine yeah
This is
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By Sheryl Crow, You get high-jacked, waiting at the bus stop
By Jesus, who's
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By Sheryl Crow, originally by Hank Williams
I went down to the river to
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By Sheryl Crow, Everyone is talking about me
How my heart is broken
But they
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By Sheryl Crow, Love and harmony, soul inspiration and prophecy
We make love and
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By Sheryl Crow, The world could fall apart
But you're my heart, my dear
I
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By Sheryl Crow, I stare into
Some great abyss
And calculate
The things I’d miss
If I
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By Sheryl Crow, We lay around just like gurus
In borrowed robes
And talk about
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By Sheryl Crow, originally by Allman Brothers Band
Well, I've got to run to
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By Sheryl Crow, Every step of the way
We walk the line
Your days are
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By Sheryl Crow, Born a poor young country boy
Mother Nature's son
All day long
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By Sheryl Crow, I woke up and called this morning
The tone of your
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By Sheryl Crow, I've been watching you from the corner of my eye
I
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By Sheryl Crow, It's obvious the trouble we're in
When your father pulls up
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By Sheryl Crow, Well I can see heaven
See it all but the plane
If
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By Sheryl Crow, Here she comes, she's all dressed up in daises
Half the
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By Sheryl Crow, I stood close enough to hear you say
"Do as the
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By Sheryl Crow, I left a man
Asleep in the nude
My name is my
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By Sheryl Crow, I feel like cherry wine
Like Valentines
Like a Spring is coming
And
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By Sheryl Crow, Walking down the street of dreams, eating from the fruits
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By Sheryl Crow, Wake me up when you are over
Cause I don't want
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By Sheryl Crow, I've wept for those who suffer long
But how I weep
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By Sheryl Crow, We take one step
One tiny step and we're on our
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By Sheryl Crow, There comes a son, a son of angels
Carrying an empty
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By Sheryl Crow, I know you hate me,
I see that now
If I was
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By Sheryl Crow, I walked the heat of seven hills
Endless talk of losing
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By Sheryl Crow, Pouring in and around the great wellspring
Of simple feeling
And I