Take my chain, know that on you I lean
Wash that stain, ingrained - it'll never come clean
Made your choice, with it I will stand
Break my voice, pieces trickle through your hands
No regret, you hide what you did to me
But I can't forget that morning at native dog creek
There's something we both know
To you, I will show
All about pain
It's so long ago that you took me by the hand
We both know, why you done it I'll never understand

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