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lyrics

Well he like a little rain
And he likes a cool breeze
And he likes a little change in them Sycamore trees
And he likes the finer things
Like a glass of red and the Rites of Spring
And I like him just fine
But he ain't mine

I work in receiving
I let them all in they just end up leaving
And I stare at the ceiling every night
And I wonder are
And are you looking up at the same old stars
I moved back to the coast so they don't seem so far
I moved back to the coast so they don't seem so far

I like the way he talks
And I like the way he moves
Yeah, I guess I like it all
But girl, he don't belong to you
And I like those Southern night, under every city light
And i like him just fine
But he ain't mine

She likes the summer days
And she likes a little peace
She likes the simple things
And the spaces in between
She likes the revelry
And the what will be is what will be
And i like her just fine but she ain't mine

I like the way he talks
And I like the way he moves
Yeah, I guess I like it all
But girl, he don't belong to you
And I like those Southern night, under every city light
And i like him just fine
But he ain't mine

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from Pick Up Your Tiny Burden, released December 12, 2016

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