Reba McEntire

He was in his paper
I was in my room
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How was I to know he thought I hung the moon
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The greatest man I never knew
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Came home late every night
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He never had too much to say
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Too much was on his mind
I never really knew him
Oh and now it seems so sad
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Everything he gave to us took all he had
Then the days turned into years
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And the memories to black and white
He grew cold like an old winter wind
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Blowing across my life
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The greatest words I never heard
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I guess I'll never hear
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The man I thought would never die
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Has been dead almost a year
oH, He was good in business
But there was business left to do
He never said he loved me
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Guess he thought I knew