Foy Vance – Two Shades Of Hope (Guitar)

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If there's one thing that I know

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It is that there's two shades of hope

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One the enlightening soul

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And the other is more like a hangman's rope

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Well it's true, you may reap what you sow

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But not that despair is the all-time low

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Baby, hope deals the hardest blows

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There's once someone I loved

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Whose heart overflowed his cup

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And his shoes got covered in blood

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Oh but he never knew Cause he only looked up

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Well he was a troubled soul

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Who'd known pain more than most I know

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Yet it was hope that dealt the hardest blows

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And the girl that holds the hand of

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Of a somewhat distant man

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Though she did everything she can

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Still his heart set sail for a distant land

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And she wonders sometimes if he knows

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How she feels like a trampled rose

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Baby, hope deals the hardest blows

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Aaah oooh baby

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Oooh, oh oh

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Well some people think their sin

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Caused the cancer that's eating into them

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And the only way they can win

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Is by the healing of somebody's hands on their skin and praying

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But when the cancer does not go

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Baby hope dealt the hardest blows

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And now all these truths are sold

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With foundations below them

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That were dug out in winter's cold

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When the world stole our young and prayed on the old

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Well hope deals in the hardest blows

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Yet I cannot help myself but hope

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I guess that's why love hurts

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And heartache stings

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And despair's never worse

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Than the despair that earth brings

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But hope deals the hardest blows,

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Yet I cannot help myself but hope.