(Chuck Jones)
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If I had a nickle
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For every nickle I've had
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I'd be rich now
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But they tempt and they tickle
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They trickle right out of my hands
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Like love somehow
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I think of the hearache, the pain, and the cost
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The friends and the fortunes I've gained and I've lost
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But I never lost you
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No, I never lost you
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I don't know how I've managed to hold on to
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Something so true
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But I never lost you
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Some things were stolen
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Others were simply misplaced
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And unrecovered
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Like undying loyalty
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Conviction and truth and faith
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In another
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I just keep letting it go til it's gone
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Til all I have left is the one who held on
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But I never lost you
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No, I never lost you
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Lost everything else, I even lost myself
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A time or two
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But I never lost you
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But I never lost you
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No, I never lost you
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I don't know how I've managed to hold on to
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Something so true
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But I never lost you
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I Never Lost You
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| John Berry |
