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I'LL NEVER BE SO FAR AWAY

Copyright 2012 Ė Robert E. Shandor

 

 

Now once again itís time for me
To pack my things and go
Itís not somethiní I want to do
Just demands of the show

 

 
 

Thirty stops in forty days
Some autographs to sign
Singiní songs for people I wonít
Remember down the line

 

 
 

I guess itís not the best job I
Couldía ever had
And I know my beiní gone can
Often make you sad

 

 
 

I donít like to be away from you
I'd rather stick to you like glue
But Iíll never be so far away
I can't reach out to you

 

 
 

I went and bought me a case of ďaazĒ
All clear as dew
Six bottles of vodka and
Six tequilas, too

 

 
 

Drinkiní while Iím writiní songs
Searchiní for a rhyme
Countiní off those lonesome nights
One at a time

 

 
 

I guess itís not the best job I
Couldía ever had
And I know my beiní gone can
Often make you sad

 

 
 

I donít like to be away from you
I'd rather stick to you like glue
But Iíll never be so far away
I can't reach out to you

 

 
 

I know at times it must feel to you
That Iím too far away
And Iím sure there are times that you
Would rather I stay

 

 
 

But you need to know deep in your heart
That to you Iím true
And no matter where I may be
Iím always close to you

 

 
 

I guess itís not the best job I
Couldía ever had
And I know my beiní gone can
Often make you sad

 

 

I donít like to be away from you
I'd rather stick to you like glue
But Iíll never be so far away
I can't reach out to you

 

 

Iíll never be so far away
I can't reach out to you

 

 

No, Iíll never be so far away
I can't reach out to you