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I've died and gone to Nashville And left my old songs behind Playin' on repeat in a table top stereo But I can still hear you cry Girl you don't believe me when I say it won't be long The truth is I don't know when I'll be home I know you don't need a mansion And you don't care for cars But I want to show you the world And ask God how much for the stars I'll do it all for you Give you everything you dream I promise it'll all work out But you're gonna have to miss me Baby you can put your mask on But it can't hide the pain in your eyes And Mama you know I was born a Gypsy soul But it still hurts to say goodbye 'Cause you don't believe me when I say it won't be long The truth is I don't know when I'll be home I know you don't need a mansion And you don't care for cars But I want to show you the world And ask God how much for the stars I'll do it all for you Give you everything you dream I promise it'll all work out But you're gonna have to miss me Since I've been gone I've seen so many faces but nothing replaces The smell of that sweet spring southern breeze You and them babies on the front porch swing So cross out days til I come home I'll cross state lines and leave time zones Even though I've always known, oh, oh That you don't need a mansion And you don't care for cars But I want to show you the world And ask God how much for the stars I'll do it all for you Give you everything you dream I promise it'll all work out But you're gonna have to miss me Yeah, you're gonna have to miss me Baby, you're gonna have to miss me
Writer(s): Benjamin Burton Rubino, Bo Chandler Steele, Stacy Stavola Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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