(Spoken)
Check it out now. I'm a little man,
but you're my woman,
and together we're strong.
The end of the road is lonesome and cold;
ain't no place for makin' a stand.
I got too much of you on my mind,
too much time on my hands.
Some people say there just ain't no way
we can hold on
and see this thing through.
I don't care what they say;
]they never loved one like you.
Shame: it comes in ev'ry size,
touches many lives, knocks on many doors.
Shame: I've seen it in your eyes.
They hurt you with their lies,
but words don't count at all.
'Cause I don't care what they say;
there ain't no shame in loving you.
I remember the day that I drove you away;
Lord, that whistle gave a lonesome moan.
That train that took you away,
it's gonna bring you back home.
And I'll be standing right there
in the cold morning air
when that train comes a rollin' in.
Lorene, once you're back in my arms,
you won't be leaving again.
Shame: it comes in ev'ry size,
touches many lives, knocks on many doors.
Shame: I've seen it in your eyes.
They hurt you with their lies;
their words don't count at all.
And I don't care what they say;
there ain't no shame in loving you.
No, I don't care what they say;
there ain't no shame in loving you.
Me, I don't care what they say;
there ain't no shame loving you.
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