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(Neal Merritt) Every jukebox that I see holds a memory for me And I cry along with every tune I play My radio is always on I know the words to every song But I still can't seem to cry him away. I keep asking myself why can I just lay down and die I don't really think there's any other way I go through my lonely room and I cry there in the gloom But I still can't seem to cry him away. I can't cry him away I see him everywhere Though the pillow here beside me is empty His memory is there. I sometimes wake up with the dawn and my radio is on And I didn't even hear the tunes they play So I turn it way up high so no one can hear me cry For I know I'll never cry him away. --- Instrumental --- I can't cry him away I see him everywhere Though the pillow here beside me is empty His memory is there. I go through my lonely room and I cry there in the gloom But I still can't seem to cry him away... |