When first I came to town,
I came in from the country
And not one cent could I offer,
But still our love it grew,
And our troubles they were few,
Many times I tried to tell you all
the hurt that I was feeling
But my thoughts stumbled in my mind
and in words lost their meaning
I didn't mean to cause you pain,
so I'm leaving once again
ain't no need to think of me
I'll be happy where I'm going
I've got roots that need a plan
and a love that needs a growing
Where my pride won't have to bend and my lips can taste the wind,
And as for you, your tears will heal
All the wounds that have been opened
Just as time will clear the fields of
all the flowers that have ripened
Of all these things you can be sure
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