Don't You Take It Too Bad
Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)
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Don't you take it too | bad, if you're feelin' un | lovin' |
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Well, if you're feelin' un | feelin', | if you're feelin' a | lone. |
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Don't you take it too | bad, cause it ain't you to | blame, babe |
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Well it's only a | game, babe, out of all of this | living, |
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that we've got left to | do. - | - | - |
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And if you go | searchin', for rhyme or for | reason, |
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Then you won't have the | time | - that it takes just for | talkin'. - |
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'Bout the places you've | been, babe, 'bout the faces you've | seen, babe, |
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How soft the | time flies - | past your window at | night. - | - | - |
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And we just can't have | that, girl, cause it's a sad, lonesome, | cold world. |
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And a man needs a | woman - | to stand by his | side. |
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And whisper sweet | words in his ears about | daydreams, |
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And roses and | playthings, and the sweetness of | springtime |
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and the | sound of the | rain. - | - |