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My Arms Stay Open Late
CThe baby cries I could almost die from G7lonesome The late shows gone and the coffee's on, think I’lCl read some Somewhere out there my love you share and your C7thoughts are far from Fhome But when G7the lights on Broadway go off and every hoFnky-tonk is clD7osed up My G7arms stay open late so you'll come Chome
What you do is wrong but my love stays strong for you I don't think I'll change a thing at all, I might lose you Though it's almost dawn and you're still not home I'll wait here patiently The lights to my love never go off and the door to my heart don't close up My arms stay open late so you'll come home My arms stay open late so you'll come home by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com