The Grand Tour

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If you'd like to take the grand tour

Of a lonely house that once was home sweet home

I have nothing here to sell you,

Just some things that I will tell you

Some things I know will chill you to the bone.

Over there, sits the chair

Where she'd bring the paper to me

And sit down on my knee

And whisper oh, I love you

But now she's gone forever

And this old house will never

Be the same without the love

That we once knew.

Straight ahead, that's the bed

Where we'd lay in love together

And Lord knows we had a good thing going here

See her picture on the table

Don't it look like she'd be able

Just to touch me and say good morning dear.

There's her rings, all her things

And her clothes are in the closet

Like she left them

When she tore my world apart.

As you leave you'll see the nursery,

Oh, she left me without mercy

Taking nothing but

Our baby and my heart.

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