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Car Radio


I leave the radio playing that same country station just right where you left it

I crank it up as loud as it can go

You’d probably punch my arm right now

If you saw the tears just streaming down my face

I’m trying to be tough

And mama asked me this morning

If I’ve ever stopped by your grave recently

But that flag and stone ain’t where i feel you anyway

 
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