Two broken hearts lonely looking like houses where nobody lives
Two people each having so much pride inside neither side forgives
The angry words spoken in haste such a waste of two lives
It's my belief pride is the chief cause and a decline
In the number of husbands and wives
A woman and a man a man and a woman come can and some can't and some can't
[ mandolin ]
Two broken hearts lonely looking like...
(Love is a mem'ry that the passing of days and nights cannot still
And now my food has no taste the sun no warmth laughter no music sleep no rest And tomorrow is gonna be worse than today)

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