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Intro: (E) (B) (E) I can't (E) stand to see, a good man go to (A) waste One who (E) never combs his hair or shaves his (B) face A (E) man who leans on wine, over love that's told a (A) lie Oh it (E) tears me up to (B) see a grown man (E) cry So (E) I never go around (A) mirrors I can't (E) stand to see me Without you by my (B) side (E) I never go around (A) mirrors 'Cause (E) I've got a (B) heartache to (E) hide (E) (E) (A) (A) (E) (E) (B) (B) (E) I can't (E) stand to be, where heartaches hang a(A)round 'Cause it's so (E) easy for the blues to get me (B) down (E) To see a grown man crawl, is more than I can (A) stand I can't (E) look into the (B) eyes of half a (E) man So (E) I never go around (A) mirrors I can't (E) stand to see me Without you by my (B) side (E) I never go around (A) mirrors 'Cause (E) I've got a (B) heartache to (E) hide And it tears me up to (B) see a grown man (E) cry
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