I found a letter just yesterday
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And what it say, I can't disclose
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I read that letter and every word that it say
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And my heart, it just froze
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Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame?
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Ain't it a shame? Such a sad, sad shame
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My baby's been runnin' around
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All around this town, with another man
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I packed her stuff up, put it on the front porch
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When she gets home, she'll surely see
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You know it was so hard goin' through our life together
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Figurin' out what belongs to you and what belongs to me, yeah
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Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame?
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Ain't it a shame? Such a sad, sad shame
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My baby's been runnin' around
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All around this town, with another man
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So many times I've forgiven her
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So much time, I could never get it back
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And I don't wanna know how long it's been goin' on
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I just wanna leave this town and never look back
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Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame?
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Ain't it a shame? Such a sad, sad shame
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My baby's been runnin' around
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All around this town, with another man
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Ooh, ain't it a shame?
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The Letter
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Shooter Jennings |