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Nobodys Home

Clint Blackhuatong
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Move slowly to my dresser drawers

Put my blue jeans on

Find my cowboy boots

My button down Strap

my timepiece on my arm

Grab my billfold, my pocket change

Just a mindless old routine

Then it's out the door

and down the street

But it's not really me

I still comb my hair the same

Still like the same cologne

And I still drive that

pickup truck That the

same old bank still owns

But since you left, everybody says

I'm not the guy they've known

The lights are on, but nobody's home

Cup of coffee in the morning

Just food for the brain

But I've been numb

since our last goodbye

I haven't felt a thing

But now there's pains in my

head And pains in my chest

And I think I'm losing my hair

I'm a half a man with half a mind

To think you didn't care

I still comb my hair the same

Still like the same cologne

And I still drive that

pickup truck That the

same old bank still owns

But since you left, everybody says

I'm not the guy they've known

The lights are on, but nobody's home

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But since you left, everybody says

I'm not the guy they've known

The lights are on, but nobody's home

The lights are on, but nobody's home

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