Oh God Babe, you've been good for me
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Good when I been barely holding on
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and you did what you could for me
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When all the ones I counted on were gone
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You picked me up in your battered blue
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Volkswagen, babe
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You laid me down on the mattress on the
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floor that was your bed
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Some wisdom in you told you
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ministering to my body
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Brought a temporary respite to the
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demons that were screaming in my head
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Oh God Babe, you've been good for me
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Good when I been barely holding on
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and you did what you could for me
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When all the ones I counted on were gone
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You see it was not the things you told
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me
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Though what you told me served to
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make me smile
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You just knew enough to hold me, and
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in holding me you held off the night
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a little while.
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You had a beach and a cottage and
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some nights that were free
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You had those eyes that smiled in a
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dream
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But I was lost, confused and still you
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seemed to see
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How I was tired of running rapids, I
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was trying to find an island in the stream
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Oh God Babe, you've been good for me
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Good when I been barely holding on
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and you did what you could for me
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When all the ones I counted on were gone
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You see it was not the things you told
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me
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Though what you told me served to
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make me smile
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You just knew enough to hold me, and
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in holding me you held off the night
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a little while.
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God Babe You've Been Good To Me
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| Harry Chapin |
