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My Tribute to George Strait
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I used to like making love and then getting up
And never having to explain I've always been free
I never could see me dragin' no ball and chain
I like running around and being tied down
Never was my cup of tea
But since I've been holding an angel
A little heaven's rubbing off on me
And I'm beginning to like just sittin' and holding hands
Looking into her eyes I'm thinking about future plans
And then I get the feeling that the life that I'd been leading
Ain't all it's cracked up to be
Since I've been holding an angel
A little heaven's rubbing off on me
I used to like to spend the night sittin' on an old bar stool
Drinkin' wine and killing time with all over those other fools
But since you took my hand I think I understand
It ain't the way it outta be
Since I've been holding an angel
A little heaven's rubbing off on me
And I'm beginning to like just sittin' and holding hands
Looking into her eyes I'm thinking about future plans
And then I get the feeling that the life that I'd been leading
Ain't all it's cracked up to be
Since I've been holding an angel
A little heaven's rubbing off on me
Since I've been holding an angel
A little heaven's rubbing off on me
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