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Lyrics: Buck Owens. Think It Over.

When I woke up this morning you were gone the note on your pillow said so long
The things that seemed so right now seem so wrong
As I'm left alone to face each empty dawn
Think it over don't let love fade away think it over is there nothing left to say
Leave your pride meet me half way think it over don't let it end this way
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Well I'd be glad to take you back again and share with you my love that never ends
Without you my world's not worth living in so think it over and let's try again

Think it over don't let love...