Got It Wrong

The Wild Feathers

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    Cut-throat sunset and Louisiana evening news
    Sundown heartache and leaves stickin' to your shoes
    I could be, I could be whatever you want

    I could be, I could be whatever you want
    It's alright, baby
    Don't believe what you hear
    It's alright, baby
    Cause I need you near
    It's alright, you got it all wrong

    If I ever let you go you know I'm gonna hate myself
    And no one ever has to know that I'm livin' in this hell
    When the summer, when the summer's coolin' down
    When the summer, when the summer's coolin' down

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    It's alright, baby
    Don't believe what you hear
    It's alright, baby
    It's alright, you got it all wrong

    All I want to be
    I can never see it, I can never see it all

    Everybody's been alone and everybody's got a hometown
    And if you never hear the phone, man, that's a lonely sound

    It's alright, baby
    Don't believe what you hear
    It's alright, baby
    Cause I need you near
    It's alright, you got it all wrong
    It's alright (it's alright), it's alright (it's alright), it's alright (alright)
    It's alright (it's alright), it's alright (it's alright), it's alright (alright)
    It's alright, it's alright

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    Composition: Joel King and Richard Young

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