Gene Watson – The Ballad Of Richard Lindsey (Guitar)

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Just sitting there, looking out the window

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In a chair that Richard Lindsey called his home

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A million tears and painful years of living

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That's all that Richard Lindsey calls his own

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Looking back, he thinks about his woman

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He knows too well she won't be back today

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It hurts so much to think of how she left him

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And the lover that she found along the way

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If you could leave your body and make your dreams come true

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Can you tell me just what you would do?

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You could strike out in anger if pride got in the way

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And who would ever know that it was you?

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That's what Richard Lindsey wants to do

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If she only hadn't laughed when she was leaving

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And told him who she was leaving for

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That morning might not have found their bodies

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Behind that third floor locked motel room door

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They never found an answer to the question

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What happened on that morning, no one knows

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They all knew he was jealous of his woman

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But where they died, a cripple couldn't go

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If you could leave your body and make your dreams come true

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Can you tell me just what you would do?

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You could strike out in anger if pride got in the way

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And who would ever know that it was you?

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That's what Richard Lindsey learned to do