Vārdi: Hank Locklin. Each Minute Seems A Million Years.

I have no record now I pine for you are all that's on my mind
I think of you both night and day each hour each minute you're away
Twas the days or years since you've left oh how many hours now have passed
I know I've shed ten thousand trears each minute seems a million years
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Each night I go bed and then I pray that you'll come back again
When sleep won't come to drown my tears each minute seems a million years
Till I'm back within your arms again and until I find the nights do end

I pine my way for you my dear each minute seems a million years