George Jones

The Race Is On(Cavaco chords)

George Jones

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I FEEL TEARS WELLIN UP COLD AND DEEP INSIDE, LIKE MY HEARTS SPRUNG A BIG BREAK 
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AND A STAB OF LONELINESS SHARP AND PAINFUL, THAT I MAY NEVER SHAKE 
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YOU MIGHT SAY THAT I WAS TAKING IT HARD, OH, SHE WROTE ME OFF WITH A CALL 
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BUT DON’T YOU WAGGER THAT I’LL HIDE THE SORROW, WHEN I MAY BREAK RIGHT DOWN AND BAWL 
 
 
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WELL, THE RACE IS ON AND HERE COMES PRIDE UP THE BACKSTRETCH, HEARTACHES ARE GOING TO THE INSIDE 
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MY TEARS ARE HOLDING BACK, THEY’RE TRYIN NOT TO FALL 
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MY HEARTS OUT OF THE RUNNING, TRUE LOVE’S SCRATCHED FOR ANOTHERS SAKE 
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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 RESULT WOULD BE 
HOW I LIVED IN FEAR WAKING UP EACH MORNING, AND THINKING YOU WERE GONE FROM ME 
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 CAME OUT IN SECOND PLACE 
 
 
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NOW,  THE RACE IS ON AND HERE COMES PRIDE UP THE BACKSTRETCH, HEARTACHES ARE GOING TO THE INSIDE 
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MY TEARS ARE HOLDING BACK, THEY’RE TRYIN NOT TO FALL 
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MY HEARTS OUT OF THE RUNNING, TRUE LOVE’S SCRATCHED FOR ANOTHERS SAKE 
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THE RACE IS ON AND IT LOOKS LIKE HEARTACHES, AND THE WINNER LOSES ALL
	        

Written by George Jones/Don Rollins

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