I remember ridin' bikes with you in the park
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Quiet conversations alone in the dark
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Now that you're gone and you're never coming home
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It sure gets lonely but I'd rather be alone
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Without you it's juts a little inconvenient after all these years
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A little inconvenient to smile through all these tears
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A little hard to handle when the kids ask where you are
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But I'll get along it's just a little inconvenient
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What I'd give to love you once again
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Look across the breakfast table see you smiling there
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But things have really changed since you've left this place
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I can't really say that time has helped or erased your memory
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It's juts a little inconvenient...
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Little Inconvenient
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Stella Parton |