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I feel tears wellin' up goin' deep inside like my heart's sprung a break
And a stab of loneliness so sharp and painful that I might ever shake
You might think I'm a takin' it hard oh she wrote me off with a call
Don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow I may break right down and bawl
Well the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch
Heartaches are going to the inside
My tears are holding back tryin' not to fall
My heart's out of the running true love scratched for another's sake
The race is on and it looks like heartaches and the winner loses all
steel - fiddle
One day I ventured in love never once suspectin' what the final result would be
I lived in fear of waking up each morning and findin' that you're gone from me
Achin' 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
Well the race is on...
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