Someday

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[Verse 1]

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. . . Put down the coffee cup. . 
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. and throw that old guitar up
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And I. . . play for a while,
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Well, I guess I haven't played for 
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a while


[Verse 2]

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. . . Still have a letter to send
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 you. . . and a broken heart to mend
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I was played. . . .
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Now I guess I'll just keep waiting 
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it out


[Chorus]

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. . . ‘Cause once you're gone, 
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then. . . you're really gone!
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And it burns   in a worst   kind 
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of a way
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. . . So, I'll just write a song
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And hope you'll hear it some--day!
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[Verse 3]

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. . . But what I do with all your 
stuff?
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You know I guess it don't mean much
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And I'm wasting my time
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Figuring what's yours and what's 
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mine!


[Verse 4]

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. . . And of all the things you 
left,
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My heart's the one I'd wish you'd 
catch.
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You know. . . everything's fine,
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Then again, not everything's fine!


[Chorus]

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. . . ‘Cause once you're gone, 
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then. . . you're really gone!
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And it burns   in a worst   kind 
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of a way
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. . . So, I'll just write a song
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And hope you'll hear it some--day!
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[Instrumental]

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[Otro]

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. . .‘Cause once you're gone. . . 
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then you're really gone
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And it burns   in a worst   kind 
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of a way
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. . . So, I'll just sing a song. . .
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And hope you'll hear it some—day. 
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. . some—day. . . some-day

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. . . . . I'll just sing a song. . .
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And hope you'll hear it some—day. 
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. . . . . . . . some-day. . . . . .