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Might Not Make it This Time
My alarm clock's ringin' and my eyes are still shut tight,
Didn't get much rest from those heavy dreams last night.
Like a fool I reached across to touch your pretty hair,
Then the bottom dropped right out, remembering you weren't there.
Time was I held you till the early morning dawn,
Time was I never thought that you'd ever be gone,
Time now I threw the covers and got some coffee perked
To drown my sorrows in and head on off to work.
CHORUS:
And I feel like I make not make it this time,
And I feel like I might not make it this time,
Until I hold you and I am free.
Oh look what the child has done to me.
On the day you left me I watched you running in the sand,
Palos Verdes at your back and a radio in your hand,
And when you turned around to gaze out at your sea,
What was it hurt you more, leavin' home or leaving me?
And I would like to chase my dreams as ruggedly as you,
Suck it up and tell myself to do what I got to do.
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CHORUS
Got a package for you baby, I'm sending you your mail,
With a great big blessing out along that postal trail.
While I got the chance is there something else that I could send,
How about that sweater of yours I never had the chance to mend?
The carrots in our garden will make you a lovely little cake,
Sprinkled with those blackberries we picked down at the lake.
CHORUS
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Lead Vocal: Eric Delore
Rhythm Electric Guitar: Jon Hundt (featuring the Harmony Rocket),
Eric Delore
Solo Electric Guitar: Jon Hundt
Acoustic Guitar: Eric Delore
Electric and Stand-Up Bass: Kennan Shaw (on the mighty Kay
Bass)
Drums: Lliam Hart
Backing Vocals: Rayke Hekker, Carol Sevilla
Might Not make It This Time ©1996 Eric Delore.
All rights reserved.
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