Been down the road, to work & back,
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Been in what I thought was love a few times,
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Every once in a while, I stop & ask,
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Where have I been all my life?
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These days broccoli don't taste so bad,
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& neither does swallowing my pride,
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& I'm agreeing more & more with my old man,
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Where have I been all my life,'
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Some years are clear, & some a little blurry,
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Man how they fly by,
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Mom & dad sure got old in a hurry,
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Where have I been all my life,
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Being learning that forgiveness is as much for myself,
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As it is for the other guy,
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I read the good book these days,
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& believin',
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Where have I been all my life,
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Some years are clear, & some a little blurry,
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Man how they fly by,
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Mom & dad sure got old in a hurry,
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Where have I been all my life,
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Heard what a wonderful world,
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By Loui Armstrong,
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Brought a tear to my eye,
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After all these years,
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I finally get that song,
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Where have I been all my life?
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Where Have I Been All My Life
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| George Strait |
