Written by George Jones and Darrell Edwards
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I'm gonna build a private graveyard
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On the outskirts of town
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And if my baby don't get home tonight
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I'm a-gonna lower her down
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'Cause it ain't right
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Lord, no, ev'rything ain't right
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I saw her out just the other night
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She was really on a spree
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She was makin' love to some other guy
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Right there in front of me
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That ain't right
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Uh-huh, no, ev'rything ain't right
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But I'm a-gonna buy her pretty things
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And try to change her mind
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'Cause I gotta have her with me tonight
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I need her lovin' all of the time
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My heart ain't right
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Lord, no, ev'rything ain't right
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I could build the highest bridges
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Over waters deep and wide
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To have her love back with me again
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It would ease this pain inside
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The world ain't right
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Uh-huh, no, ev'rything ain't right
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And I find myself in darkness
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You took away the light
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And I know there's never been a fool
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Like me, before tonight
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That ain't right
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Lord, no, ev'rything ain't right
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But I think I'll write my will out
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And sign it before too long
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You ain't a-gonna spend my money, uh-huh
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Not after this poor boy's gone
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That wouldn't be right
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Lord, no, ev'rything ain't right
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Everything Ain't Right
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| George Jones |
