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The Race Is On (v3)
(Don Rollins)
George Jones & Travis Tritt
Lord, I feel tears wellin' up cold and deep inside
Like my heart's sprung a big break
And a stab of loneliness, sharp and painful
That I may never shake
You might say that I was taking it hard
Oh, she wrote me off with a call
But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow
Lord, I may break right down and bawl.
Chorus:
Now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch
Heartaches are-going to the inside
My tears are holding back, they're tryin' not to fall
My heart's out of the running, true love's scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like heartaches and the winner loses all.
--- Instrumental ---
One day I ventured in love, never once suspectin'
What the final results would be
How I lived in fear of waking up each mornin'
And finding that you're gone from me
'Cause there's ache and pain in my heart
For today was the one that I hated to face
Somebody new came up to win her
I wound up in second place.
Chorus:
Now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch
Heartaches are going to the inside
My tears are holding back, they're tryin' not to fall
My heart's out of the running, true love's scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like heartaches and the winner loses all...
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The race is on and it looks like heartaches and the winner loses all...
My heart's out of the running, true love's scratched for another's sake
My tears are holding back, they're tryin' not to fall
Heartaches are going to the inside
Now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch
Chorus:
I wound up in second place.
Somebody new came up to win her
For today was the one that I hated to face
'Cause there's ache and pain in my heart
And finding that you're gone from me
How I lived in fear of waking up each mornin'
What the final results would be
One day I ventured in love, never once suspectin'
--- Instrumental ---
The race is on and it looks like heartaches and the winner loses all.
My heart's out of the running, true love's scratched for another's sake
My tears are holding back, they're tryin' not to fall
Heartaches are-going to the inside
Now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch
Chorus:
Lord, I may break right down and bawl.
But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow
Oh, she wrote me off with a call
You might say that I was taking it hard
That I may never shake
And a stab of loneliness, sharp and painful
Like my heart's sprung a big break
Lord, I feel tears wellin' up cold and deep inside
George Jones & Travis Tritt
(Don Rollins)
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| fThe dRace jIs kOn (3) |
| Tfhe Rdace Ijs Okn (3v) |
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| 5The 4Race 9Is 9On (bv3) |
| T5he R4ace I9s O9n (vb3) |
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| hThe gRace lIs 0On (cv3) |
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| yThe tRace oIs lOn (gv3) |
| Tyhe Rtace Ios Oln (vg3) |
| 6he 5ace ks in (f3) |
| 6The 5Race kIs iOn (fv3) |
| T6he R5ace Iks Oin (vf3) |
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| ghe face 8s Onn (v33) |
| gThe fRace 8Is O (v) |
| Tghe Rface I8s On (v)3 |
| rhe eace us Om (v4) |
| rThe eRace uIs Omn (v43) |
| Trhe Reace Ius Onm (v34) |
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| Te Rce I Ohn (vw3) |
| Teh Rcae Is Onh (v3w) |
| Tje Rzce Iz Oj (ve) |
| Tjhe Rzace Izs Ojn (ve3) |
| Thje Razce Isz Onj (v3e) |
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| Tuhe Rqace Iws Obn (v23) |
| Thue Raqce Isw Onb (v32) |
| Tne Rsce Id (v3)) |
| Tnhe Rsace Ids (v3 |
| Thne Rasce Isd (v3) |
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