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I rise before the dawn
In a house of boards and stone
Feed the horses, mend the fence
Work the fields alone
My life has been a straight line
Working dust and time
Just a lonely cowboy
Keeping to the line
Then Gail came through the mornin'
Like sunlight on the hay
A ring on her left hand
But I looked anyway
I told my heart to listen
Told my hands to stay still
But love don't ask permission
It just climbs the hill
And I was brokenhearted
Looking at the floor
Falling for a woman
I could never hold for more
So I went down to the bar
Where the sad songs always play
Drown that lonely in a glass
And let the night go, it's only
There I met a fellow
Said, come on, have a drink
We laughed until the bar lights blurred
I never had to think
I was drunk and stumbling
He led me to his door
When I woke up in the morning
I knew less than before
There was Gail in the doorway
And the man I laughed with too
Her husband stood beside her
And the room felt split in two
We all stood there embarrassed
Caught in our mess and shame
Free broken hearts and silence
All tangled up the same
And I was brokenhearted
Looking at the floor
Falling for a woman
I could never hold for more
So I went down to the bar
Where the sad songs always play
Drown my lonely in a glass
And let the night go its own way
Now the dawn comes slow and heavy
And the horses wait for me
I keep working like I'm supposed to, but I'm not who I used to be
Gale, all that trouble fade like smoke across the plains
But the egg still rides beside me in the rhythm of the rain
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