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Holly Near - Started Out Fine lyrics
Started out fine We were movin' ahead I was drivin' the truck You were combin' the hair on the head of the one in the middle, She was lovin' it all, Bouncin' round like a rubber ball And you said she was just about the finest kid I had to agree but maybe that's 'cuz she looked like me And you were filling a space, Maybe takin' the place of her Father But when you started seeing that it might be a scene, You got to complainin', you got pretty mean First it was the weather and then it was me And then you started taking it out on the baby Well if you think travelin' three is a drag, pack up, loner! I got my own bag of dreams for this little child of wonder And you can only stay if you start to understand how the old campfire gets warmer with you but when you're gone you know it still cooks the stew. And the coffee... how it frees my soul I ain't ready to grow that cold You say, "Go home lady and find you a someone" (Whose gonna turn out to be a middle-class bum anyway!) Well, he might make me some money But that ain't the kind of life we're lookin' for honey So don't go around sayin' I've been a burden to you You've been a burden to me and we're through. If you can't seem to find the joy in my living Can't seem to get into takin' and givin' 'Cuz I got a little one who loves me as much as you need me And darlin' that's lovin; enough for this hiking boot Mother Who's seeing the world for the first time with her own little girl! |
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