On a long runon a long run Would I work beside her She s a long onesuch a long one And if you don t love me let me go And if you don t love me let me go I m a country lineman On a high lineon a high line So will be my grandson There are powerlines in our bloodlines And if you don t love me let me go And if you don t love me let me go And I am a writerwriter of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I ve written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones My bones My bones I m a money lender I have fortunes upon fortunes Take my hand for tender I am torturedever tortured And if you don t love me let me go And if you don t love me let me go And I am a writerwriter of fictions I am the heart that you call home And I ve written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones I am a writerI am all that you have home Home And I ve written pages upon pages Trying to rid you from my bones My bones My bones (And if you don t love me let me go) And if you don t love me let me go (And if you don t love me let me go) And if you don t love me let me go

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