Marty Robbins – Lolene (Guitar)

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When but a boy I courted Sally, my life

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was young not quite sixteen.

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We talked of things I sometimes dreamed of 

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and things beyond my wildest dreams.

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At seventeen I met Wynonna, her warm red

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lips set me aglow.

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She taught me things she should not teach me, 

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more than a young man ought to know.

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At nineteen years my love was Sarah..she was 

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much older than the rest.

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Of all the men she said had kissed her, she 

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loved the way I kissed her best.

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Time has flown and I am older, my years are 

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five and thirty-five.

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Too late, too late, I've met my lover, a woman 

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very much alive.

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Lolene, Lolene, your name is music, your nearness 

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makes my blood run wild.

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Alas, alas, I cannot claim you, compared to me 

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you're but a child.

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So, one last time I must be with you, and kiss 

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the lips that thrilled my heart.

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And then goodbye, no more to see you, forever, 

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we must be apart.