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LDook at that worn out rustyG engine
SDitting there begging for aG spark
Don't look like much in that conD-dition
But there was a time you should'vAe seen her run
DDown every back road in LyleG County
UDnder every streetlight up onG Main
You sitting there drumming on aD dashboard
Both of us falling like aA fickle rain
WDe were Ccooler than December
HGotter than July, young andD strong
Some things aren'tC meant to last forever
But that Gdon't mean you forget 'em when they'rDe gone
So come on
DCGD
SDhe had hair tangled as theC kudzu, legs as long as the trails
ThatG cut through those back acres to the river bend D
She had her daddy's temper and her momma'sC flair, made people talk
But did notG care, try anything once ain't scared ofD nothing
WDe were Ccooler than December
HGotter than July, young andD strong
Some things aren'tC meant to last forever
But that Gdon't mean you forget 'em when they'rDe gone
So come on,
coDme on,
doCn't mGean you forget 'em
D
IG still ride down those oldA roads
Even if it's in myD mind
Tight blue jeans and windinBmg curves
Keep me turning on aG dime, yeah, just like theA time ---
WDe were Ccooler than December
HGotter than July, young andD strong
Some things aren'tC meant to last forever
But that Gdon't mean you forget 'em when they'rD7e gCone
WDe were Ccooler than December
HGotter than July, young andD strong
Some things aren'tC meant to last forever
But that Gdon't mean you forget 'em when they'rDe gone
DCon't mean you foGrget 'em when they'reD gone
So come on,G come on
Don't mean you forget 'em when they'reD gone
SoD come on, come on G
Don't mean you forget 'em when they're Dgone
So come on,G come on, Dso come on, come on
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