Recorded by Charlie Pride
Written by Ted Harris
Intro | C | G7 | C |
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I never did fit in too well with | folks you knew |
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And it's plain to see that the likes of me don't | fit with you |
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So you traded me for the gaiety of the | well to do |
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And you | turned a way from the | love I offered | you |
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I see your picture in the news most | everyday |
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You're the chosen girl of the social world so the | stories say |
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But a paper smile only | last awhile then it | fades away |
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And the | love we knew will come | home to you some | day |
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When the | new wears off of your | crystal chande | liers |