Tomb of the unknown love    (video)

 

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1. One time I drove to see a girl across the country,

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    one night as I was driving through to Mexico.

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    I had the windows wide open, it was cold and I was crying,

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    and I laid her letter on the radio.

 

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2. Then I stopped outside of Tahoe in this tiny mining town,

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    at a diner to refill for the ride.

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    And in the wind I heard this crying like a heart broke right in two,

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    I turned my collar up and went inside.

 

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3. Well, I saw this smiling waitress joshing friendly with these truckers,

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    they'd give her pats and she’d give them shoves.

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    I said. “Miss, what's that awful crying?” Everybody laughed and said,

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    “It's the tomb of the unknown love.”

 

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    And then they pointed out the window to the stone,

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    all by itself, beneath the tree, beside the hill,

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    and on that winter night I read these words alone,

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    these words that are haunting me still, it said:

 

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Here lies a young man struck down in his prime,

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by the awesome burning power of love.

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He couldn't stand his true love cheating, so he shot the girl down,

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they hung him from that tree up above.

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I know that local folks say it's the wind,

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but I know it's crying from the tomb of the unknown love.

 

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3. So I drove on to my destination,

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    I did the job my heart commanded of me.

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    And when the sheriff’s sirens came, I didn’t even try to fight,

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    they counted ten, I came out at three.

 

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4. So now I guess tomorrow morning Warden reads some kind of paper

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    how I'm gonna pay the state for what I've done.

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    Hey, then they'll put the shackles on me and we'll take a little walk,

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    they won't have to drag me 'cos it's said and done.

 

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    And maybe someday they can put me up a stone,

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    all by itself, beneath the tree, beside the hill.

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    And lovers everywhere can come and read along

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    these words that will give them a chill, and it'll say:

 

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Here lies a young man struck down in his prime,

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by the awesome burning power of love.

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He couldn't stand his true love cheating, so he shot the girl down,

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they hung him from that tree right above.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I know that local folks say it's the wind,

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but I know it's crying from the tomb of the unknown love.

 

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(orig. = capo 4th)    (Kenny Rogers)