I talk to the man in the moon.
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I said, "Sir, is she coming back soon?"
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He smiled and he stated,
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"Son, I'm over-rated,
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I've had to much credit in those old love tunes.
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I don't know a thing about love,
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I just kind of hang here above.
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I just watch from the sky,
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Will love grow or will it die?
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I don't know a thing about love."
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Then I asked him "Where is she tonight?
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You must see all things with your light."
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He said, "Son, I could tell you things that might kill you,
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But I don't get involved in what's wrong or right.
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I don't know a thing about love,
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I just kind of hang here above.
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I just watch from the sky,
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Will love grow or will it die?
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I don't know a thing about love."
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He said, "I can move oceans when I take the notion.
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Or make mountains tremble and rivers run dry.
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But in all matters human, remember there's someone
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In charge of those things way above you and I.
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I don't know a thing about love,
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I just kind of hang here above.
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I just watch from the sky,
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Will love grow or will it die?
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I don't know a thing about love.
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I don't know a thing about love."
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I Don't Know A Thing About Love
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| Conway Twitty |
