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The Last

Ron Pope

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I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
She was slippin' through my fingers
Just like water through my grasp
I can't say that I won't miss her
But I swear I understand
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
Verse
My train of thought
It left the station
Without a clear destination
So when it came
Off the track
I was not surprised
I'm always a sucker for a bad deal...
And some green eyes
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
She was slippin' through my fingers
Just like water through my grasp
I can't say that I won't miss her
But I swear I understand
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
Verse
Colors her hair
And paints her face
I traced the line of her hip As she was walkin' away
All those late nights
Become mornings
If you do not say goodbye
I'm always a sucker for a bad deal...
And some green eyes
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
She was slippin' through my fingers
Just like water through my grasp
I can't say that I won't miss her
But I swear I understand
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
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Woohoowoah woah woahooah
Woohoowoah woah woahooah
Woohoowoah woah woahooah
Verse
I'm not too young
But I'm not too old yet
I never learned But I never forget
I ain't got much
But I've got enough
So I don't really mind
I'm always a sucker for a bad deal...
And some green eyes
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
She was slippin' through my fingers
Just like water through my grasp
I can't say that I won't miss her
But I swear I understand
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last

The Last

Ron Pope