What I did for love
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Everybody¡¯s heart is torn and tattered
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Mine was not designed for giving up
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¡®cos all I¡¯ve ever done that really matters
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It¡¯s what I did for love.
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So count me with the wound and the shaking
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Even when I¡¯m barely standing up
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I¡¯ve tried to offer more than I have taken
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It¡¯s what I did for love.
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What I did for love, what I did for love
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And I hope that you can see
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All that love they¡¯ve done for me
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And when they sit and list the reasons I¡¯ve existed
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I¡¯m afraid it won¡¯t add up to very much
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¡®cos I¡¯ve gathered all I had and gladly rested
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that¡¯s what I did for love.
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What I did for love, ¡¦
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Some day I may silently surrender
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This old heart has finally had enough
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But I hope that I will always be remembered
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For what I did for love.
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What I Did for Love
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| Kenny Rogers |
