Charley Pride – The Hunger (Guitar)

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They said in her younger days    her beauty was enough to drive men wild

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But the hunger in her body then   was not the hunger of some lonely child

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Like a butterfly in springtime searching every field for lovin's sweetest rose

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The embrace of many strangers still could not release her from the hold

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In the backstreets and the bedrooms all she's found is disappointments bitter weeds

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While the love that she's too of'en found   is not enough to satisfy her needs

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She's older than the years she holds    and aging fast with each day passing by

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On a downhill run to nowhere cause the hunger never can be satisfied

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The reflection in her mirror's not the image she remembers in her mind

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Her beauty has been eaten by the hunger and the acid winds of time

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She has danced the tune her demons played    and paid the piper dearly for his song

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Empty now of all the pride   but still inside the hunger's just as strong

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They said in her younger days    her beauty was enough to drive men wild

        G             Dm        G                                   C
But the hunger in her body then   was not the hunger of some lonely child

       C            G                    Am              C                F
Like a butterfly in springtime searching every field for lovin's sweetest rose

      G             Dm        G                                    C    F  G  F
The embrace of many strangers still could not release her from the hold