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I'LL BE
by Edwin McCain
Requested by Bene1971
| The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky Never revealing their depth Tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above I'll be your crying shoulder
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
I'll be your crying shoulder
I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
I'll be your crying shoulder
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Ed McCain's Misguided Roses

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