Well ever since I have walked I have heard men talk
about the one that got away
I have heard old men call
I have seen young men crawl
For the one that got away
And in their darkest hours
You can hear them say
I would give all I got
For just one more shot
At the one that got away
I was born on a Tuesday morning´
On a blue wet sunny day
I grew up fast
And I grew up crazy
And I did not have a lot to say
But I could feel it comin
Closer every day
And I grew older watchin´
Over my shoulder
For the one that got away
My daddy taught me how to work for a livin´
And my mama taught me how to pray
After twenty yeahrs of school
I was still a blame fool
Hadn´t learned about the world´s ways
Lookin´ for a rainbow
And a place where I could stay
But more & more
I was lookin´ for
The one that got away
Well I did this And I did that
And I guess I did okay
I did whatever I had to do
And I did it in my own way
Whatever hand I drew
Whatever hand I played
From place to place
I come face to face
With the one that got away
Well when I stop
And one day I will stop
And decide to put it all away
When I total up my winnings
And my losings for the day
Nothing´s for certain
Or more certain I´ll say
In my wildest dreams
There isn´thing I have seen
Like the one that got away
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