you might say, that I was taking it hard

Lord, I feel tears wellin' up,
cold and deep inside
Like my heart's sprung a big break
And a stab of loneliness,
sharp and painful
That I may never shake

You might say
that I was taking it hard
Oh she wrote me off with a call
But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow
Lord I may break right down and bawl.

Now the race is on
and here comes Pride up the back-stretch
Heartaches are-going to the inside
My tears are holding back,
they're tryin' not to fall
My heart's out of the running,
True Love's scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like Heartaches
and the winner loses all

One day I ventured in love,
never once suspectin'
What the final results would be
How I lived in fear of waking up each mornin'
And finding that you're gone from me
'Cause there's ache and pain in my heart
For today was the one that I hated to face
Somebody new came up to win her
I wound up in second place.

Now the race is on
and here comes Pride up the back-stretch
Heartaches are goin' to the inside
My Tears are holding back, they're
Tryin' not to fall
My heart's out of the running,
True Love's scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like Heartaches,
and the winner loses all....

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{"The Race Is On" - written, Don Rollins - recorded, George Jones - released, 1964 / United Artists label.}

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